Gull Times

Nantasket Beach

Gainsborough Parking

Snow and the fluffy dog

Still winter

Between two storms

Angry Jeep


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


White water crash


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