244/365 : Wednesday in the park

I think it was the first of September. (With apologies to Chicago)

150/365 : Beats walking

I'd be smiling too if I was on the water on a day like today.

99/365 : I married a cavewoman

I turn my head for a minute after having asked Danielle to carve the remaining meat off this wonderful leg of lamb we had for dinner, and what do I see? https://www.flickr.com/photos/emrold/51105989396/in/datetaken/ A return to basic instincts. "The knife couldn't get to all the meat on the bone. What was I supposed to do?" At … Continue reading 99/365 : I married a cavewoman →

The bus stop

Snowstorms. Pandemics. These are supposed make you stay home and not go out. But not everone has that luxury; they have jobs to get to and they may not have a car with which to do so. A short story in 4 frames. What a slog.Made it! Someone's already there... I guess the bus hasn't … Continue reading The bus stop →

9/365 : A nice day for a ride

With tires like that, snow isn't a barrier to going for a ride. https://www.flickr.com/photos/emrold/50819492236/in/album-72157717668136528/ My 365 project, from the beginning Click the arrows while hovering over the photo to scroll through the entire project thus far, or click through to the entire album on Flickr. https://www.flickr.com/photos/emrold/albums/72157717668136528

33 RPM

What’s old is new again.