Don’t want to run into the likes of these folk in an alley way.
Looking like they just came back from breakfast at Martins.
Here on Hart street, a friend, a fabulous couch and some afternoon light.
Connecticut. On the way to Massachusetts. From New York.
Faithful gnome on the door here at 32 Hart Street.
Just playing around with my new macro filters. Still need to figure out how to get rid of the flare. Ick.
Here on Hart Street. Kate and Rachel.
It’s called a slump. Almost out of it.
Too busy swimming, gardening and riding my bike.
More pictures soon. It is hard to photograph home.
Close-up filters to arrive from B&H this week! No more wobbly lens to lens macro.
By the front door to 32 Hart Street.
Press photo for the Farm Fresh Five.
Another from the Stew Leonards trip.
Early morning, Project Native.
Me: "What are those yellow tags for?"
D: "Catching bugs."
Me: (Oh boy, am I glad I brought my macro.)

















