And Onward He Wandered.

Tuesday February 27th, 2018   Yesterday I was walking through the park as I’m prone to do. A young man approached me. He looked like a 6 foot 6 “ seven year old. He looked like a cartoon drawing of a Coloradan troubadour, Peter Pan, Robin Hood and yer man out of Twilight rolled into…

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From Brooklyn to Myrtleville – Thank you to the Pine Lodge

January 11th, 2017 Prospect Park. Fishmongers and vegetable stands setting up the farmer’s market. Waking up. Walking. Down by the lake. Sunrise. Dog walkers. Joggers. A woman standing on pile of frozen leaves. Singing prayers. Multiple signs warn, “Thin Ice!” “Peligroso fin!” But we know that.   Yesterday at the Russian Barbers I got my…

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