Last Thursday night I got a text that read “MIKE’S PICKS OF THE DAY” and forty or so photos of old signs and novelty plastic cups. I didn’t understand the subtext til later – Mike had gotten the key to the abandoned building next to the shop where we all work in Holyoke. My understandingContinue reading “Raccoon Town (a photo story)”
We spent the early afternoon in Gloucester, MA, a fishing town about 40 miles North of Boston. In my mind, the off-season is the only time to go.
I’ve been hitting this Sunday thing pretty hard the last few weeks.
We spent some time in Shelburne Falls, MA yesterday – a reminder that there will (hopefully) once again be afternoons in cities unexplored.
If you really know me – really, if you’ve ever listened to anything that’s come out of my mouth in the last few years – you know about the farm.