DAMN DIRTY SNOWMAN! - 2/25/15 - Image-a-day

I got a walk on the beach after work today. Even though it warmed up to the mid-forties today, there was still a lot of ice and snow on the beach. Along a particular lonely stretch, I happened across this damn, dirty snowman with seaweed hair and lopsided grin. He was a kindred soul to my solo stumble under the winter sky. Sometimes I feel frozen in place. It can be hard to see any progress in my life except for the hand of time greying my beard and setting crow's feet on my eyes. One day the shadow will come for me and I hope that day is a long way off. Before my time is done, "I have a mind to misbehave", as the "Firefly" quote goes. Many adventures that I've rehearsed in my mind's eye. Places to go, people to meet and art to create. Damn, dirty snowman...

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PS- Here is the path I walked.

Who Are You? - 2/24/15 - Image-a-day

Another snow storm came this afternoon just in time for the afternoon commute and it turned the drive into a "shit show". A drive that usually takes forty minutes became a two and a half hour white-knuckle grind. There were one hundred and eleven accidents between 2pm and 7pm in Tidewater today and I am glad to say that I was not one of them. 

Today's image/video is my homage to a scene from one of my favorite episodes of Louis C.K.

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Helena's Owl - 2/23/15 - Image-a-day

Today's image is a wonderful drawing of an owl created by Helena, the daughter of a good friend. She has drawn many pictures of owls inspired by the ones that live in her backyard. Helena has a good eye for form and texture already and is only nine years old. I can't wait to see all the art she's going to make in the future.

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Paying Respect to Dino - 2/22/15 - Image-a-day

Finished a fine weekend in Durham, NC with a slushy hike on the American Tobacco Trail. We headed north from the Duke Tower making our way along the mostly clear path. A couple of miles down the way, we found an old friend, the big, green, weathered, friendly Brontosaur that lives in the woods. A local once told me the story of the Dino and how his head and neck were stolen and retrieved recently. How there was talk of tearing him down because he was falling apart, but the community rallied and found a way to restore him, so now he still stands. I think every neighborhood should have a dinosaur of it's own.

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