
stopping for a bite in the North End
Boston, Massachusetts

stopping for a bite in the North End
Boston, Massachusetts

“There’s slow, slow train coming up around the bend.” Bob Dylan
(a street light off to the right provided some nice light on the tracks.)

“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
― A.A. Milne

he’s got his “doggles” on and he’s lookin’ for adventure.
(for the record, I really don’t condone dogs riding on motorcycles, just made for a sweet photo op)

..on my kitchen table.

A Sunday afternoon in the North End,
Boston, Massachusetts

on the streets of Berkeley, California

“If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.”
~ Nadine Stair


on the streets of San Francisco
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