Gull Times

Nantasket Beach

Gainsborough Parking


Snow and the fluffy dog


Still winter


Between two storms


Angry Jeep


Jump

You can reach for the moon. Every chance you get, leap to grab it right out of the sky. There’s no harm in trying.

Lasting Images

Never thought they would still be here

Cold Gut


Boston in the distance


Cold and Muddy


It’s just life

We spend so much energy fighting and being angry at the twists and turns of the world we become numb to the truly terrible. All atrocities start to blend into one big pile of smoldering wreckage. The smoke a constant sting to our eyes can nagging cough until the next horror which sparks the embers back into a raging inferno. We join the chorus of righteous anger and scream our fury on Twitter and Facebook and instagram. Bickering with strangers, trolling celebrities, virtual yelling at politicians. Until the fuel is spent and the flames die and the embers are left to smolder again. Until it starts again.
We are wasting our hours on anger when we could try to find common ground. Extend a hand with a pleasant greeting, listen more than talk, never resort to shouting, reject violence, work for peace.
If Dr. Masako and Hobbes could find common ground then we can too.

be in love with your life, let love guide you


Not happy, not happy at all


White and foam and blue


Night approaches


Calvin is not happy


Christmas at the beach

On top of the wall and world


Celebrate


White water crash


Residue


View from under the tree


Somebody ate the Pom off my Santa hat

He’s in the dog house for real.


Okay, the tree can stay


Gray, blue, white