Group Rantings

I have a gripe that perhaps some of you have as well.  There are tens of thousands of groups on Flickr.  Over the years, I’ve joined quite a few and contribute when I can.  There is an entire segment of groups centralised around the cities in which we reside.  I too think this is grand.  It . . . → Read More: Group Rantings

Literal City

I wrote this wee poem back in late 2008 when things were not so grand in the land of Davis.  I found it today by accident while perusing one of my backup drives.  It speaks for itself, I think. 

I have watched a myriad Of red and green lights . . . → Read More: Literal City

Knee in Mouth

The other night, Red and myself were in city centre observing the whacky towners.  We sauntered down main street after leaving the Pub.  A crowd of young women met us at the crosswalk.  One of them caught my eye, as we crossed paths.

She was wearing a very tight jersey and an even tighter short leather skirt.  . . . → Read More: Knee in Mouth

A flash of broken Mirrors

Wednesday afternoon I was in city centre doing a quick walkabout to stretch my legs.  As I sauntered past the white collar littered promenade at lunchtime, a crowd of suits sped past me.  One of them pushed me and my camera gear up against a brick building facade.

Normally, I would have brushed him off as an . . . → Read More: A flash of broken Mirrors

Thanks Gramps

As the sound of splintering white oak limbs reverberated across the large ravine, I thought of my grandfather.  If it were not for him, I wouldn’t have known what to use to shelter myself from the horrendous rainstorm that blew out of nowhere deep in the wilderness trails of Caesar’s Head State Park.  I would not . . . → Read More: Thanks Gramps