Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Massachusetts

While floating down the Deerfield river, sipping my fifth beer, I noticed that the rocks, the sycamores, and the mergansers were all the same color. The potato vines represent the endless fields of potatoes in Hatfield, Mass.
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Saturday, August 20, 2011

The Creek

I don't have any "why" or "what" for this one. She's just someone I see at the creek sometimes.
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