When you can’t fix it, you soldier on. Today, overcoming the series of blows that knocked out yesterday, we go forth to shop and take pictures of Cape Cod. If the Red Sox can survive last night’s defeat by Detroit,… Read More ›
Transportation
VACATION REPORT: DAY 1 – “WHAT A DUMP!”
It’s 76 miles as the road goes, but it took three hours. Which wasn’t bad considering it was a snail trail all the way. Friday night traffic is bad and the roads to the Cape are the most crowded. No… Read More ›
Weekly Photo Challenge: From Lines to Patterns – White Mountain Bridge
Just outside of Lincoln, New Hampshire, high in the White Mountains, a footbridge leads you into the woods onto a hiking trail. If you follow the trail, you will eventually find yourself at the top of one of the highest… Read More ›
Daily Prompt: So long, it’s been good to know yuh …
So Long, Its Been Good To Know Yuh (Dusty Old Dust) Words and Music by Woody Guthrie I’ve sung this song, but I’ll sing it again, Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains, In the month… Read More ›
Serendipitous Photo Ops — Big Car Show in Mendon
I had a doctor’s appointment in Upton. It’s about 6 miles away and normally takes me 20 minutes to get there. I usually leave half an hour because it’s all local roads and it’s road repair season in New England…. Read More ›
Daily Prompt: You’ll find me at home where I belong
NOTE: This topic is identical to “A Rolling Stone” from just the week before last. When I think about giving up my roots and hitting the open road … selling it all and taking that big old gypsy wagon, er… Read More ›
Bridge Over the LIttle Colorado
The Little Colorado is a small, relatively shallow river, but critical to the local ecology. Bridges cross it all along its more than 300-mile length. Imagine how difficult this crossing would be without the bridge! Now think about doing it… Read More ›
Church by the Tracks
The railroad — the Grafton-Upton line — crosses in front of the Unitarian church on Grafton Commons. The tracks pass the church just a few feet from its front door then cross Main Street and move off into the woods…. Read More ›
Daily Prompt: Rolling Stone – Where’s my moss?
I used to think about tossing it all in and getting an RV — just rolling from place to place, sleeping wherever we landed. Waking up to watch the sun rise atop the Rockies, or something like that. The problem… Read More ›
A Little Canal
The Mumford is one of the major tributaries of the Blackstone. It, as well as the Blackstone, run right through the middle of Uxbridge. Can you spell flooding? Between the main Mumford and the old Bernat Mill runs a tiny… Read More ›
