Tuesday, March 22, 2011


I was there, and so were a hundred others.

To watch the biggest moon of the century rise.
Over the vast plain where Washington once watched the movement of the British troops.

Even at that distance, it dwarfed everything in sight.

I did not get the photographs I wished for, but it was a scene of a lifetime.

Just f8 and be there ... With so many memories, some are surely going to stick on to the sensor !

Wednesday, March 2, 2011


They wear down the rocks, and then we put in some more concrete blocks for them to grind against.

Still, the determination does not waver.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

standing guard

Over another pier, at another beach.

At a time when the place is virtually unrecognizable, which may not be such a bad thing.
There are more gulls around than people.
Courtesy winter.