Lyndsay’s lost spine could remember a time when he proved to his master his mettle. But when he got lost (or was he just tossed?) he assumed his sad master had settled. Settled for what, thought the spine, who was cut off from everything he could remember? Settled for nuts who had lost all their … More Lyndsey’s Lost Spine

Orange Baby sits in his house with a smile, Having just jettisoned poop at a rival. Foxy friends fashioning fictional truth? Orange Baby’s passionate purpose to poop! Pooping in orange, like his hair or his face. Pooping in red, like his redolent rage. Pooping all morning and pooping all night. Pooping at sounds of the … More Orange Baby Poops

Below are a number of photos I’ve taken in Boston over the last few years. Each photo has been digitally enhanced to create a sense of depth and color to the natural beauty of the image.

In all my sixty five years, it never really occurred to me that I might want to live by the sea. If you asked me, “Ocean or Mountains?” I would invariably have picked the latter.  In fact, I spent nearly two years in the mountains of Colorado and chose to leave it all behind and … More Onset

A brief view of Iceland’s most beautiful sites … More Iceland