back for a visit
He happened to be in town visiting friends, so he stopped in to show me what he’d been doing since he saw me last. (This kind of thing is a […]
Category Archives: stuff happens here
unconfirmed interpretations of what i observe from my perch here at greenwater
beggars at the gate
This beggar came knocking at my door today, looking for coffee. In the spirit of my dear grandmother, who fed hobos at her back door, I poured him some. He […]
ford focus & fiction
This lovely Ford F-150 of a mature vintage has captured my imagination. It showed up here sometime this summer and has taken up a consistent residence in the public parking area […]
ice folly
I must make a confession. I saw this guy tippy-toeing out to meet his buddy on the ice of the Mill Pond today and I ran the other way. I didn’t […]
hand on heart
It is strange how this scene affected me. For some reason it brought me back to the late 60s and my early years of grade school. I remember the feelings I […]
cannot go unblogged
All this past week, something important has been going on across the intersection from me. The granite elements came on Monday, and every day since then, these three fellas have […]
out for a stroll
I almost missed this shot–I couldn’t find my camera fast enough. I shouldn’t be in such a dither, though. I’ve witnessed this so many times that it is becoming ordinary. […]
pronunciation matters
Personally, not a fan. Although I can relate to the comraderie of a red solo cup and I have been known to point to my dog while singing the last […]
innovations in agriculture
This gal is an innovator. Had she not stopped by CarQuest in downtown New London to pick up a few parts this afternoon, I might never have known about her portable […]
i know where waldo is
You think I’m kidding, but all I have to do to answer age-old questions it to look out my office window. it has been happening ever since I moved in. […]
