It was nice while it lasted.

It was nice while it lasted.

Reaching way back for this one. Summer of 1970. A hot, crowded, noisy festival in Boston’s North End. I can still smell the greasy smoke wafting up from those grills. Mmm-mmm. I’ll take one with plenty of fried onions and peppers, arteries be damned.

The weather has been alternating between gloomy gray and bitter cold, with little or no snow to brighten things up – dismal conditions for outdoor photography. So I’ve been scrounging around in the cellar to see what I could dig up.

We got a pretty good shot of snow last week. Unfortunately (from my point of view), it didn’t last long.

Since we are having our first significant snowfall of the season here in the northeastern US today, how about a beach scene from Kauai?



The setting sun cast the dried leaves clinging to this oak in a filigree pattern against the sky.


Taken at Drumlin Farm in Lincoln, Mass.
