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Good Morning – I’m Still Here – Until I’m Not

______ ______ ______ Credit the mom with saying, “I’m still here!” About a week before she wasn’t. I have many years to go for that, so I hope, but this has been a tough winter. The worst part, perhaps, has … Continue reading

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Crescent, Hunter Hill, Hagerstown, Maryland, January 4, 2014

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Suncatcher,Balcony Garden Hunter Hill, Hagerstown, Maryland, December 9, 2013

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Tracks, Hunter Hill, Hagerstown, Maryland, December 8, 2013

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Inside the Snow Globe, Hunter Hill, Hagerstown, Maryland, December 8, 2013

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Sunset, Exurbia, Waynesboro, Virginia, April 9, 2013

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Fifth Day of Spring, Hunter Hill, March 25, 2013

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Snapshot, Mumma Farmhouse, Antietam National Battlefield Park, March 10, 2013

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Curtains, Hunter Hill, March 3, 2012

Winter’s done. We’ve had snow on the ground here since Thanksgiving but nothing memorable, and today broke out sunny, warming, signalling. I’ll be pleased to call this last the most isolated winter. The character of it mumbles through in so … Continue reading

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Bay View, Sunset, Ocean City, Maryland, June 1978

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Drowned in Reflection, Pangborn Park, Hagerstown, Maryland, January 2013

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Dean Brings a Camera

My winter silhouette resembles Hitchcock’s. For a few hours, Dean escaped Dean’s version of Dodge City, zipped over the mountains and stopped by for a walk in the park chased by decaf, a bowl of chili, and a slice of … Continue reading

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