This is the local historical society building in our little town.
I’ve shown this road in the woods before in spring and summer. Here is how it looks in winter. I was there around noon and a number of hikers and snowshoers had already visited. A color version of the image is below.
Though not “historic”, this covered bridge is loved by the people in our town. It’s less than a mile from our house. It used to be an entrance into a craft store in nearby Nashua, NH. When the store moved, our town’s road agent acquired the bridge, doubled its length, and put it in place over this small river.
I made this before Christmas bach=k when we had some actual snow. We’ve had some heavy rains and no real snow since then. I’m sure nature is just biding her time.
I keep this glass ball in my car or bag but so often forget to bring it out to make pictures. Finally, I remembered on a recent trip to the coast. I arrived just as the sun came up over the horizon.
After a photoshoot at the coast between Christmas and New Year’s, I stopped and bought a coffee and breakfast burrito at a cafe. I decided to drive down to the beach to eat it. Sitting in my car, I watched the surf hit the beach. There was a strong off-shore wind. Every time the waves broke, the wind blew the spray up into the light. When breakfast was over, I ventured out to make these images.
This is Boston’s iconic LNG tank that I showed a while back with the decaying seawall from the old naval air station acting as a leading line.
…were written on the subway walls and tenament halls.
I know not everyone appreciate graffiti, but I think we can all use the message right about now.
Lyric by Simon and Garfunkel.
A mirror-like image along the Piscataqua River in Portsmouth, NH.