Early came to visit us for a few days and found a bit of warm, afternoon sun.

Fences tend to last a while down here.

My wife claimed she did not like beets. I, on the other hand, grew up on canned beets it seems. She has come around and now roasts them from time to time.

Great night of music as three local woman played their hearts out. And, yeah, that’s my boss’ kid – she’s really good.

This is not where I’d want to.

I’ll admit, I did misread this …

One of my duties as the interim executive director of the National Press Photographers Association is to close out the old office.

Trees being removed and stumps being ground out must be a thing this year.