The afternoon sun makes our front porch steps a good place to brew a jar of sun tea.

The afternoon sun makes our front porch steps a good place to brew a jar of sun tea.

I know some of you like getting these pictures as a moment of escape from whatever is in the news. Sending them out often does the same for me. But this week, that just feels wrong. I can’t not acknowledge what is going on around me, or in me. Photography is my way of expressing that.
I snapped this picture yesterday at a Black Lives Matter rally in Newton – placid, mostly white Newton – which has not seen a protest gathering of this size or intensity in the 40 plus years I’ve lived here. This is a small segment of the crowd that certainly numbered in the hundreds, and more likely the thousands.


The allium is getting ready to burst into bloom.

The promise and possibilities of a new garden are irresistible. Although I know that the forces arrayed against me – hungry critters, droughts and storms, the implacable persistence of weeds – are plotting even now to play havoc with my plans, the first balmy days of spring cast a dreamy, amnesiac spell of hope.

The Paper Moon Diner is an iconic Baltimore establishment, known for its delicious breakfasts and quirky, whimsical decor. Four years ago, when I took this picture of part of the ceiling, I thought it was visually interesting, but I didn’t ascribe any particular meaning to it. In retrospect, it looks like it should be called The Approach of COVID-19.

It would be a stretch to say that I play either the guitar or the flute. But I like to noodle around with both. Lately, I’ve had a lot more time for that sort of thing than I usually do.


Like most of the pictures I’ve posted recently, this one was taken a few years ago. I haven’t been to Boston (or anywhere else except the grocery store) for quite a while now. But I’m sure spring arrived on Beacon Street, and elsewhere, as usual this year.

After I took this picture, I showed it to Lynn and said, “I think I just took a picture of us.” She agreed.
Happy Birthday, Sweetie. We make quite a pear.

For musical accompaniment: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cbX75DU47Dc