View from the window of the Mansfield Hotel, NYC. One of my favorite places to be when I’m in town. I also like the greasy spoon on the corner. Good omelettes. Hot coffee. Mmmmm….
I would’ve expected to see a bee inside a flower, but this little guy has other ideas.
If you’re a beach person you already know that your best visits don’t have to be during the summer season. That is how we came to be down there on a cold February day; we shared the stark landscape with fishermen and the ever-present seagulls.
We walked the shoreline for a mile or so but decided to return through the town path to avoid having the wind blow in our faces. It was there that I captured a beautiful shed as my youngest son got ahead of us. His grey sweatshirt in perfect contrast to the bright red.
I have spent many years on the sandy South Shore of Long Island. But this is Maine baby…
I loved San Francisco.
I also loved leaving San Francisco in favor of the Napa Valley and some serious grape sampling, if ya’ know what I mean. At the rest stop, I couldn’t help turning back to see the morning commuters on their way to work.
From where I was standing, it was a good moment indeed.
The Eastern State Penitentiary is loaded with great architecture, history and a few hauntings. If you are in Pennsylvania, it is a must see. There is also an outdoor pub across the street with cool beer and giant burgers.
The Farmer’s Market is never short on color. It’s tough to choose just one photo, so I didn’t.