passage

          “…I have to admit that I’ve … always felt burdened by nostalgia, by a desire to stop time, to recapture things that have been lost. A sense that everything, absolutely everything, is on a journey from which there’s no return.”     ~ Natalia Sanmartín Fenollera          

on the side streets

              Woodstock, Vermont   Roger, originally from Brooklyn, NY, was stranded in Woodstock when his car broke down fifty years ago. He never left. Roger lives with his dog, Pepe and is one mean pickleball player.              

prediction

    The Farmer’s Almanac was his Bible   It was going to be a harsh winter              

sunday drive..

              is that still a thing?              

a neighborhood story

                      secret gardens and satellite dishes     “I always wanna sit down with my mom and talk bout old neighborhood stories.” ~ Jordan Hoechlin