Tuesday, November 29, 2011

love in the NY subway

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

familiar statues

by tom otterness, hilton times square
(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Sunday, November 27, 2011

montauk point

the first lighthouse in the US
(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Friday, November 25, 2011


in long island sound
(pictures with HTC Wildfire S)

morning view

on mark's deck and nissequogue (spreek uit nissekwa) river, which we will be paddling later today
(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Thursday, November 24, 2011

san remo squirrel

san remo, long island that is. view from mark's window
(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

cats in windows...5th avenue NY

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

the journey continues

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

naar NY met amtrak

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Sunday, November 20, 2011

on buck mountain

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Saturday, November 19, 2011

strollin' in ballston lake

(picture with HTC Wildfire S)

Sunday, November 13, 2011

te rotterdam

op de dames wc                                               in het grand cafe
luxor theater                                                      hotel new york

(pictures with HTC wildfire S)   

Friday, November 11, 2011

today is remembrance day

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead; short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe!
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high!
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

-John McCrae, 1915-

Tuesday, November 1, 2011


Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

(Albert Camus in Notebooks: 1942-1951)