Nautical

A rowboat pulls ashore from one of the boats moored in Noank, Connecticut.
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Self portrait

That's my shadow on the wall looking out into the cloister at Trinity College, Hartford.
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Free theme: for Sandy

Today's photo is for Sandy Crowe. Her funeral was held today, but Sandy was all about life. She packed an inexhaustible amount of life and love into 55 years. And she knew how to draw life in its fullest no matter what the circumstance. 'Nuff said.
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In the details

This peony has so many delicate details.
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Debris

This is what is left of Borders at the mall in Meriden, Connecticut. Not long ago, a treasure trove; now being skeletonized.
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Passion

I really didn't want to go to see the death throes of a book store, but John had a gift card to Borders that would have gone to waste if he didn't use it. These men clearly have a passion for reading--one that I have shared for as long as I can remember.
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Oddity

I don't remember the last time I saw a phone booth. I've often wondered where Superman would change. But there was one at our campground in Quebec province, and we saw a few as we drove around. Our friends who live there say they are increasingly scarce.
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We'll be away on a long weekend camping trip to Canada to visit friends. I'm not sure what Internet access will be; so if I'll catch up on posting and commenting when we get back.

Front doors

Doors to the Dean's office at Trinity College in Hartford.
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Smooth

In the sultry summer evening, the surface of Paper Goods Pond is silken smooth.
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Unfinished

The evening light is glorious on the brick of the as-yet unfinished factory-to-condo conversion just across from Paper Goods Pond.
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Aqua

A couple sets out in a rowboat on Black Pond.
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Distant

Long after the concert was over, this gentleman sat in place. I think the music was playing over in his head in a place far away from his physical presence.
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Garden

My granddude, Aidan, waters my nascent herb garden.
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Dark

Paper Goods Pond as night falls.

Sky high

We have been going to Trinity Collge carillon concerts every summer Wednesdays since 1979. Tonight was like none ever before. It was raining when we got there, so we sat in the cloister. Near the end, following the program, the carilloneur started to play "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." Just then, a double rainbow broke out over the city. In over 30 years, we have never seen anything like this. Later, after this one had faded, there was a second one. Just incredible!
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Vegetable

The first cucumbers picked from my garden.
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Creativity

The old toys are best--the ones that engage a child's imagination. Today--in honor of his graduation from kindergarten--we gave Aidan a set of TinkerToys. His eyes lit up, and he immediately set to building.
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Action Shot

The Sunday evening drumming circle in Woodstock NY.
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Strong

This bulldozer is park on the edge of our campground in Saugerties, NY.
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Broken

One of the last broken windows at the factory-to-condo conversion at Sherwood Falls.
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Nightlife

The last stragglers drift out of the park after Monday's fireworks.
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Multicolored

As I was exploring the Trinity College chapel before tonight's carillon concert, I came upon the Verger's Room, which has always been closed. In it were these three Renaissance style windows featuring portraits of Henry VIII & Cardinal Wolsey...but also some guy from the 1800s. The windows are stunning, and coming upon them in a dark, usually locked room made for a great sense of mystery. I could imagine this as the opening chapter in a fantasy novel.
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Spic & span

Here is John in his new spic and span Tilley hat. Ok...I know I'm stretching the theme big time, but I really like this picture of him, taken this afternoon after a quick paddle on Silver Lake here in town. It was the first time he'd worn the hat, which I gave him for Father's Day.
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Sandy

A boy, a sandbox, a shovel and a truck--bliss. This is my younger granddude, Craig, in the Beach, the big sandbox we first built for his mother when she was his age.
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Chores

Whatever it is this young woman is working on at the cafe at Barnes & Noble, it's clearly a chore.
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Stripes

Watermelons piled up at Stew Leonard's, just waiting to be taken home for a Fourth of July picnic.
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Second thoughts....

I'm thinking I like this version better...it was an earlier try that I didn't like at first, but now I prefer it.
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Emotions

This couple lost six children, all but one by the age of five. I cannot imagine enduring such pain.
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