Random thoughts, life lessons, hopes and dreams
Several weeks ago, while on my way to our local lumberyard, an accident had closed the road I was traveling on. Police on the scene at the nearest intersection were routing people to the right. I asked for directions, and they began with “continue down this road and turn left between the dam and the... Continue Reading →
About a month ago, I shared some doors from a restored train station near Woburn, Massachusetts. I had stopped into the Woburn Historical Society, where I was given some information about historic sites in the nearby area. I hadn’t been planning to stop in, per se, as I didn’t think the office would be open.... Continue Reading →
The plan for today was to continue my exploration of Woburn, Massachusetts, but something happened on the way to my post. Work got in the way. I’ll spare you the boring details. Suffice it to say, I agreed to do something that will take the time in which I was planning to write my Doors... Continue Reading →
We start on a sad Note: Yesterday, A WWII B-17 (bomber) flying with the Wings of Freedom Tour, crashed while trying to make an emergency landing at Bradley International Airport (BDL). BDL is about two miles from our house. As of the time I am writing this, 7 people have died and at least 9... Continue Reading →
Two things are happening this week that caused me to bring a not-exactly-new collection of doors to the festival. One, work is driving me crazy. Two, I love these barns! To be clear, these are all new photos. They’re just new photos of barns, some of which you’ve no doubt seen before. Still, there’s a... Continue Reading →
During our recent visit to Pittsburgh, our daughter Faith and I and my brother decided to visit the area of Pittsburgh known as the Strip District. Despite the potential for rolling or rising eyes, the Strip is mainly a retail area, featuring Pittsburgh paraphernalia i.e. Steelers, Pirates and Penguin gear, and food. I’m going to... Continue Reading →
They are milling and paving the highway I use to get to work in the morning, and the entrance ramp that I use is closed. The highway leads to two of the three bridges I can use to cross the Connecticut River, so I’ve been taking an alternate route. It isn’t the treasure trove of... Continue Reading →
I know I’ve shared doors from Old Sturbridge Village before, some night shots from our Christmas tradition and some photos of the gingerbread houses, but I can’t resist sharing some pictures from our visit there on Father’s Day. I’m pretty sure I have several that I have not shared before. If you want to scroll... Continue Reading →
Aside from their relation to my inability to follow directions, and the fact that their residents fought against slavery in America, these two homes have nothing to do with each other. I stumbled across them, on different days, while visiting Concord, so I thought I’d focus on them today, as I wind my way through... Continue Reading →
