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sky men

Halloween meant it was time to start putting up Christmas lights on the trees in the Common. It also meant that I got to photograph the workers, because, well, you know.

Boston Common
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 10.31.2023

airport man

I can’t imagine ever being bored as long as I’ve got a camera handy.

And as long as I’ve got a camera I’m set when I spot a scene like this…and I sure am glad that gentleman went with the yellow shoes!

Boston Logan International Airport
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 10.31.2023

fall at the falls

January 1, 2009: that was a fateful day. But like many fateful days, I didn’t recognize it as such for quite a long time after.

January 1, 2009, was the day I decided to start a photo-a-day blog. I thought I try to do it for one year and see how it went. It was a stunning* success: at the end of that first year, I did have a total of five (5!) followers, placing me well into the single digits. For some reason, that dismal record didn’t deter me. I thought I’d give it another year, and then one more, and anyway, this year starts my 15th year of posting a photo every day.

Posting all those photos (~5,000 in total) turned me into a photographer. But the main thing that happened – and it’s one I never saw coming – is that I made friends this way. Good friends; some of my favorite friends are other photographers. It’s been an amazing journey, with a lot of good things happening along the way. So thanks to all my photographer friends, the ones I know and the ones I haven’t met yet. Y’all have helped make what was, frankly, a snap decision to post photos into a passion that means more to me than I can even say.

And I hope I’m still doing this in 15 more years….

Dochart Falls – near Killin, Scotland
11.18.2023

*Depending on how sarcastic you want to be with the word “stunning.”

death lends a hand

…and so this ends another year of posting daily images. This image is from a graveyard in Scotland; I was attracted to that hand reaching out from the face of  the marker holding tight to…something.

And, on another note, today is 18 years since my beloved mom died, after a fall at her house. I usually don’t plan out my posts – they just land where they land – but this year I saved this image from Scotland to post today. It seemed fitting. (Here’s something I wrote ten years ago about my mom and her death. I still stand by every word of it.)

near Duart Castle, Isle of Mull, Scotland
photographed 11.9.2023

weathered (and weather)

You’ve seen photos of this beached boat here and here. But I couldn’t resist just one more – there was a brief time (maybe as long as a minute?) when the sun came out and the colors of the boat just came to life right in front of me.

near Salen, Isle of Mull, Scotland
photographed 11.9.2023