Pounding the Pavement in Porto
You thought I forgot about Portugal didn't you? Well I did, kinda. I got through processing all the photos I initially chose to work on and I put them up on my hosting sites, but that's about as far as it went. So here is my final post about my terrific trip. Our hotel was... Continue Reading →
Walking in Guimaraes
My penultimate Portugal post, a few hours in historic Guimaraes.
My visit to a re-created Native American village high on the banks of the Missouri river.
European Vacation 2015
Will it be shocking to admit I'm a uni-dimensional photographer? Yeah, I can hear you all gasping and muttering that it can't be so. It's not as if I don't admire or appreciate other forms of photography, like the shots below, but that I really don't enjoy cities. They're loud, crowded and smell awful. Lots of people... Continue Reading →
Driven to decay
When the industrial revolution came to New England it came in the form of mills. Water-powered turbines sprang up on every river big enough to drive one and even on what now appear to be placid little brooks. I've always loved the architecture of large mill buildings. Having basically grown up in New England's largest... Continue Reading →