

Oasis in an Urban Desert
I travelled to Southern California back in November for a 4 hour meeting. Eight hours in the air going out. A four hour meeting. Then...


We Learn How to Hate
I was in Cincinnati the weekend following the election. I was feeling surly following the victory of the p@$$y grabbing, “Lock Her Up”...


Nostalgia for November
Is it possible to be nostalgic for a time only 2 months past? I remember when is only November. The temperatures soared into the 70s. ...


Missed Opportunity in MN
I hurried back to the hotel room to get my camera after seeing a white heron wading in pond. By the time I returned and raised the...


Forced Gail to Play Along
Just a photo of Gail. I was working out some different lighting techniques. It's easy to make a good photo with Gail as the subject.


Breathe of Fresh Mountain Air
On my visit to my Dad’s New Old Hometown, Belfry, KY, a small hamlet on the other side of the WV border where he grew up, I helped him...


Take Me Home Country Road
The road to Williamson, WV, my dad’s hometown, is very different from the way it was as I was a kid. Growing up, we would take quarterly...


Bourbon Trail Day 3
Frankfort, KY, is a ghost town on a Sunday afternoon. Travelling from Lexington to Louisville, we thought we would stop in Frankfort for...


Bourbon Trail Day 2 or Never Trust Google
On the second day our time tasting bourbon and BBQ was enlightening and humbling. We visited both the Wild Turkey and the Four Roses...


Culture Clash or Mick Meets Bourbon
Is it a sacrilege to start the Bourbon trail by eating at French Bistro? Well, that’s what we did. Gail and I met a friend of hers in...