Sunday, November 21, 2021

The Conquerer


Ed and I have been swamped getting his parents settled here in Tucson - we moved them here in September from Carlsbad, New Mexico.  We've been non-stop for the last couple of months.  

Sadly, I haven't cooked for weeks - we've been doing a lot of takeout and eating at restaurants, sometimes a quick fast-food hamburger on the go while out and about for the day.

But tonight, Ed took me to Epazote Kitchen & Cocktails at the Hilton El Conquistador Resort, a place I actually worked many moons ago.  

The patio of the restaurant has a beautiful view of Pusch Ridge, part of the Santa Catalina Mountain Range, and the weather this time of year is just perfect for dining outside.

We started with the Charred Vegetable Quesadilla with a Chiptole Crema, which was fantastic.  It actually gave me an idea to make something similar at home since back when I was cooking, I did a lot of roasted vegetables.  Those would definitely be great in a quesadilla.  

Then we had a salad - Ed had the Baby Caesar, I had the Epazote Wedge - both delish.

And for dinner, we both opted for the Grilled Prime New York Steak.  It was served with Smashed Fingerling Potatoes, Asparagus, and a Poblano Chili and Onion Goat Cheese Fondue spooned atop the steak.  Poblanos and goat cheese are two of my favorite things and on steak, something I wouldn't have thought to do, they were fan-freaking-tastic! 

It was definitely a wonderful evening and made me realize I should have Ed choose the restaurants more often.

El Conquistador came through just as I had remembered!

Sunday, October 10, 2021

Hello, Gorgeous

Today we drove sixteen miles for a bagel.

A New York style bagel.  Yes, there is a difference.  And in Tucson, a half-hour drive for a bagel of this quality is worth it.  

We went to a new place called Bubbe's.  Located on the East side of town.  There's almost no reason to go to the East side of town because generally, they have everything we have on our side of town....except New York style bagels.  

Bubbe (pronounced Bubbee) is Yiddish for Grandmother.  And there were a few touches in this place that might remind you of your Jewish grandmother.  Like the Juicy Fruit gum.  Although, I think that's a staple for all New York grandmothers.  And Scrabble.

The Juicy Fruit sits on a shelf with other Jewish standards....the picture of Barbra Streisand Streisand being a standout among them. 

Hello, Gorgeous.  

Ed and I each ordered two bagels - one plain, toasted with buttah, and the other with a schmear.  I tried the chive and green onion, Ed went with plain.

The bagels not only look beautiful, they were also delicious.  Just like a New York bagel - a glossy crust with a bit of a bite, and chewy inside but not doughy.  I don't know how or why I walked out of there without taking a dozen with me.  I guess I was in a rush to eat the one in my hand I just didn't think of it.

If you have an opportunity to visit Bubbe's, I say do it.  It's worth the trip from any side of town. 

But be prepared to stand in line.

You can find them in El Dorado Village at 1101 N. Wilmot Road.


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2020:  Sweet And Petite
2019: Sorry, no post on this date
2018: Stepping Outside Of The Comfort Zone
2017: Fall, Falling, Fallen
2016: Twisted Monday
2015: The Bitchy Beast Of Strijen
2014: Montana Moments
2013: Scanning Comes To A Mouth Near You
2012: Go Ahead, Judge Me
2011: Con Los Años Que Me Quedan 
2010: Ten. Ten. Ten. A Perfect Score! 
2009: Lighting The Testosterone Torch 
2008: Eddie Helps The Economy Friday 
2007: Talk About A Thorn In Your Side 
2006: My Sentiments Exactly 
2005: Mason? Dixon? Line? BELOW It.

Tuesday, September 21, 2021

This Place Is The Bomb

Last month we moved some equipment to The Saylor Creek Bombing Range in southern Idaho.  This month we hauled it back to its original location.

The range, which covers over 100,000 acres is one of the most advanced in the country.  It's associated with Mountain Home Air Force Base, which is a fighter training base located about an hour north of the range, and it draws aircraft from around the country and world for training exercises.  

As a bombing range, it is used to make training as realistic as possible.  They have a mock airfield, villages, and other structures.  It's used by ground forces for training, including MOUT (military operations in urban terrain).  This is not your basic gunnery range.  

It's in a very quiet, rural area where you see horses and livestock roaming the fields on the way to the entrance area of the range.  People live in the area, too, which makes me wonder what they think of being roused from sleep by the sounds of Humvees being shot to pieces.

"Military aircraft training and operations have been conducted over southwest Idaho since 1942. To train aircrews for combat in the Second World War, the U.S. Army Air Force established training airfields in Boise (now Gowen Field) and Mountain Home (now Mountain Home AFB). Flying B-29, B-24, and B-17 bombers, as well as P-38 and P-63 pursuit aircraft, the aircrews conducted training over much of southwest Idaho, but particularly in the 420,000-acre Saylor Creek Bombing Range and four other Precision Bombing Ranges (PBRs). Training included a wide variety of activities such as aerial gunnery, bombing practice, low-altitude flight, and navigation."

I guess they're used to the noise.  And they probably feel reaalllly safe.

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Rescue A Coconut, Save The Plane
2019: Sorry,  no post on this day.
2018: Pom Wonderful
2017: How Do?
2016: Silver Luxe
2015: Art From The Bottoms Up
2014: Weekend Getaway
2013: Long Shadow In Kansas
2012: Spreading Joy, Pixie Style
2011: Coming Soon 
2010: Feren Films Y’All Shouldn’t Miss 
2009: This Guy Sucks 
2008: Shine And Shine 
2007: Eddie Hoots It Up Friday 
2006: Eddie The Bird Whisperer 
2005: Laundress

Wednesday, September 08, 2021

Crème De La Crème

Earlier this year we got a phone call from Landstar Corporate offices asking to speak to Ed.  It sounded serious so we both sat there waiting to hear alarming news.  It turned out to not be alarming at all, but it was unexpected. After they told us why they were calling, they asked us to keep the news to ourselves until the company made their formal announcement.  They have now released the information so we are able to share it with anyone who's interested in listening - worldwide, as it turns out since this blog reaches as far as the internet will take it.

They were calling to let Ed know that he had been chosen to receive Landstar's most prestigious safety award:

The Landstar Roadstar

He is one of 14 receiving the award this year, and one of only 150 in the company, which leases over 10,000 drivers.

In order to be eligible for the Roadstar award, drivers have to meet certain criteria.  First, you need to have logged, at minimum, one million safe driving miles.  The means you've had to have driven one million consecutive miles without hitting anything.  It's harder than you think, considering the motoring public these days.  Ed has actually driven about 2.5 million miles in his career, 1.4 of them with Landstar.

Second, drivers must have a high level of productivity and the ability to provide top-notch customer service. Ed has done both.

With that in the bag, there's one more thing that puts you on track to receive a Roadstar award....

A nomination.

Someone has to nominate you.  They have to tell Landstar that you are a good fit for their highest award.  We don't know who submitted Ed's name, but someone out there believes he deserves this honor.    

In addition to being a recipient of this award and being "crowned" in the company of your peers at a lavish awards banquet that takes place at a three-day company paid-for event at a resort somewhere in the southeast (it's a different place every year), the Roadstar also gets the navy blue blazer Ed is wearing in the photo (that most drivers wear at the yearly banquets to show off their status as Roadstars), a Roadstar belt buckle, a Roadstar logo for your truck (the one you see is temporary, we are having a more professional vinyl one made), and to top it all off, the best perk of all, are the complimentary license plates they pay for every year for the rest of the time the driver is leased on with the company. 

That's a $1,700.00 bonus each and every year! 

Apparently, that's a big deal for drivers.  Kinda reminds me of the time I won two steer tires at a raffle (valued at approximately $800 each) and the room went crazy with oohs and ahhs.  I was thinking, what the hell am I going to do with two steer tires??  But boy, the real truckers in the room thought I hit the lottery.  

I am very proud of my husband for being the recipient of this award.  It was a goal of his to reach this status at Landstar, and he did it!  He is also feeling very proud and accomplished.  At 46 years old, with 25 years in this business, he's exceeded so many of his career goals and he just keeps going.  He's not just a Roadstar, he's a regular star!!

Keep going, baby!  I'm thrilled to be married to the cream of the crop!


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Fire And Brimstone In The West
2019:  Bird Of Prey
2018:  Down The River
2017:  Valion Pride
2016:  Be Virtually Anywhere
2015:  This Is Not 100% Natural Spring Water
2014:  Rain Day Delay
2013:  That Sunday, That Summer
2012:  Heading To The Mountains
2011:  End Of Summer Rainbow
2010:  UGG, What A Surprise!
2009:  Under The El
2008:  We Escaped With Our Teeth Intact
2007:  Praying In The Jewel Of The South For Over 250 Years
2006:  Drive Time Champion
2005:  Yukon Bet We're Far Away

Wednesday, August 11, 2021

The East Side Of The Thumb

While visiting friends in Port Huron, Michigan last weekend, they took us on a tour of their cute little town and one of the stops we made was Fort Gratiot Light, the first (and therefore, oldest) lighthouse in the state of Michigan.

Constructed in 1829, the lighthouse marks the entrance to the St. Clair River from Lake Huron, in the southern portion of Michigan's Thumb. If you are from Michigan or know anything about Michigan, you will know that most people hold up their hand and point to a spot on it, indicating where they are from. Michigan is shaped like a mitten, in case you're wondering why they do that.

The lighthouse is still active and is on the grounds of an active Coast Guard facility, although it's recently been handed over to the Port Huron Museum. It's a beautiful park and the building that was once used as barracks are available for rental. You can stay overnight or even host an event - we were imagining a wedding in the park with the river and lighthouse as spots for some great photos marking the occasion.

I look forward to visiting Michigan again.  I love all the lush greenery - gorgeous trees of many varieties, giant moved lawns, colorful flowers in bloom - and that numerous lakes that aren't far from any point in the state.  I could definitely see myself living there.  It's right across the river from Canada via the Blue Water Bridge, they have four distinct seasons, and they get lots of snow!  

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2020: Sorry, no post on this day
The Luck Of Double Sevens
2018: What Surfing Produces
2017: How To Make A Girl Feel Like She's On Top Of The World
2016: Resting Bitch Face Is Real
2015: No Rooms To Let
2014: Beautiful Brutalism In A Bucolic Bourg
2013: Have A Little Faith In The Romantic Comedy
2012: The Perfect Volunteer
2011: The Men Who Stare AT Goats
2010: A Peek At A Working Team
2009: Alligators Are Not A Girl’s Best Friend
2008: Forget Your Cholesterol. Get A Hearing Aid.
2007: Sizzling Good Time
2006: Amarillo May Smell Like Cow Shit, But They Have Some Pretty Tasty Steaks
2005: List Of Fives

Thursday, August 05, 2021

Jesus Is Keeping An Eye On All The Yummy Goodness

I recently organized my storage area and came across a bunch of cookbooks and magazines in a Rubbermaid bin.  That bin also contained my grandmother's recipe box.  

I was delighted to see tons of recipes written in my grandmother's hand, in addition to many typed on index cards.  Likely on the same typewriter, she taught me how to type on.  That machine was old and although she taught me correct hand placement on the keys, I still used the hunt-and-peck method until I mastered typing by touch.  

Also in the box were recipes she cut out of magazines and recipes neighbors, friends, and family had given her with dates and notes like, "Mrs. Brigandi's sour cream coffee cake".  The pink card on the side of the box was written by my cousin, giving my grandmother a recipe for Chicken Chow Mein that was a specialty of my teenage cousin at the time.  Other cards had notes about holiday gatherings and who attended family functions.  Those were very interesting.  

On this one, she writes who was present - "Dad, Joya, and I".  So that means, my grandfather, my grandmother, and my Aunt Joya.  My grandmother had four daughters and at this point in 1967, the oldest three were married, my Aunt Joya being the only one who was still single.

You'll notice I got a mention, "Salena 2 mos. old today".  I was the first grandchild in the family and don't tell the others, but also the clear favorite.

She kept these notes for every holiday from Thanksgiving on November 23, 1967 - the photo above - until the early eighties.  Christmas of 1967 is shown on the card below, where  I made another appearance - 3 months, 2 days old!  She also notes, "All Family Here", meaning everyone attended.

I really loved seeing her handwriting again, it's been 24 years since she passed, but I was a bit sad seeing notes about the holidays my grandparents spent alone.  All of their children had moved from the Bronx to upstate New York in the early seventies and they often didn't make the hour-and-a-half trip back to the city for the holidays.  Between spending time with their new families and attending holidays at the in-laws' houses, sometimes my grandparents were alone.  And I hate that. 

But, I'm glad to have all these recipe cards and I can't wait to make some of the meals that she wrote cards for but didn't specifically teach me how to make.  A lot of her specialties I already make, the recipes verbally handed down to me.  It'll be interesting to tackle some of the other things and see if they measure up to what she made.

This is her meatloaf recipe.  Notice she included the Italian word for it - polpettone.  I'm not a fan of meatloaf AT ALL but the only one I'd ever eat was hers.  I might have to give this a whirl.  It's super basic, which is why I probably liked it.  Thankfully, she never added pignoli, raisins, or the hard-boiled eggs.

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2020: Boundless American Optimism
The Movies Have Always Been An Escape
2018: Nowhere Near As Cute As A Kitten
2017: Celebrating Seven And A Half Decades
2016: Makes Complete Sense
2015: I'm Always Hoping It's The Last Time
2014: Apes At The Hitching Post
2013: History On Water Street
2012: Do It Like The Settlers Did. With Whiskey.
2011: No Vacancy
2010: Imperial Sand
2009: How Many Twenty Year Olds Have A Seventy Pound Head?
2008: My First Time
2007: I’ve Been Everywhere Sunday
2006: Text Me
2005: Eddie Dines Out Friday

Friday, July 23, 2021

Monsoon Afternoon

According to the National Weather Service, Monsoon Season in Arizona starts on June 15th and ends on September 30th.

During that time, we typically get rain every day - either in the afternoon or overnight - and it seems everyone looks forward to them.  The rain brings cooler air, which is much needed in this area during the oppressive heat of summer, and more humidity than normal which isn't ideal for those with curly hair but something that I actually like.  The air feels like air's supposed to feel when it rains.  It's got some heft to it.

The air has a distinct scent after the rain.  It's from the creosote bushes and once you've smelled it, you will never forget it.  If you're driving through the area, even if you don't see raindrops on your windshield, you will know it recently rained just from the smell.  Well, that, and the ground is wet.  But really, the smell is a thing.

Monsoon season also brings flash floods.  Dry river beds that haven't seen a drop of water all year can suddenly look like whitewater rapids.  Okay, so maybe it's not that violent, but when you see a rapid flow of water that wasn't there yesterday, or even hours prior, it's quite a sight.  The dry river bed (called a "wash") in our yard flows every time we have heavy rains.  

Flooding also affects many of the main roads in our area.  Some of them cross washes, with some of them dipping so low they become dangerous to cross in a vehicle.  And you're not supposed to cross them.  Turn Around, Don't Drown is really good advice.  If you ignore a barrier, cross the water, get stuck, and have to get rescued by emergency services, you could be liable for the cost of those services under Arizona's Stupid Motorist Law.

I love the thunder, lightning, and rain.  I love gloomy days.  I need a break from the eyeball-searing sun once in a while.  And, like in the photo, the rainy days make for some really good photos.

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2020: The Day Began With A Burst
2019: Sorry, no post on this day
2018: Sin In The Distance
2017: Often, The Trees Speak To Us
2016: How I'm Feeling Lately
2015: Ed Goes With The Flow
2014: Big Coin Was A Big Hit
2013: Painting The Serengeti
2012: Why Fig Newtons Will Always Be On My Shopping List
2011: Losing The Wallet At Your Convenience
2010: Bridge Over Troubled Roadway
2009: If Only The Streets Were Truly Paved With Gold
2008: She Reigns Supreme
2007: A Match Made In Heaven
2006: Proof
2005: Caped Crusaders

Saturday, July 03, 2021

Blown Away

While in Seattle we visited the Chihuly Garden and Glass Art Museum showcasing the glassworks of Dale Chihuly.
I have loved this guy's work since the first time I laid eyes on it in 1996 when I read about the Chihuly Over Venice installation.
Since then, I've seen his glasswork at the Bellagio Hotel in Las Vegas and an installation at the Franklin Park Conservatory in Columbus, Ohio.
This museum had, by far, the best collection I've seen to date.  Gorgeous!
The colors!  The shapes!
The skill needed to make it happen.  The people who create these pieces are clearly very creative and talented.
I'd love to have something like this in my yard.  Imagine how it would look juxtaposed with all the cactus.
I'm so happy we had the opportunity to visit this beautiful museum while we were here.  And for Seattle, we had perfect weather!  The sun was actually shining!
If you have the chance to see this, or really any of Dale Chihuly's work, jump!  It's spectacular to view up close and personal.  
Dale Chihuly deserves every ounce of praise he's been given over the years.  He's added such beauty to our world. 

Check out the Chihuly Garden and Glass Instagram and the  Chihuly Studio Instagram accounts to see some of his creations.

He said, "I want people to be overwhelmed with the light and color in some way that they've never experienced."

You will be.  Believe me.

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2020: Sorry, no post for this day.
2019: Confounding Celtic Yard Art
2018: On The River

2017: Reaching The Boiling Point
2016: Any One Will Do For Doo
2015: A Lazy River Surrounding A Big 'Ol Lazy Pool
2014: A Successful, Safe, Million Mile Driving Man And His Timepiece
2013: In Hot Pursuit
2012: The Spotlight Isn’t Just On The Community
2011: The United States Of American Cheese
2010: Waiting
2009: My Mother The Jihadist
2008: Perfectly Reasonable Defense
2007: Provocative
2006: Sidewalk Sushi
2005: $4,000 Worth Of Tupperware

Tuesday, June 22, 2021

Rotating High Above The Emerald City

Yesterday, Ed and I spent the day in Seattle and we went to the Space Needle for the first time.  We've both been to Seattle before - I even worked there one summer in the mid-nineties! - but neither of us had ever been up to the top of the Space Needle.  

We can now cross that off our list of things to do.  

The Space Needle was built for the 1962 World's Fair - The Century 21 Exposition.  The theme of the fair that year was "The Age of Space".  At 605 feet tall, it's not the tallest building in the city but it is the most iconic.  It's one of the most photographed structures in the world.  
From the top, you have a 360-degree view of the city and surrounding area.  In the photo below you can see the city to the south and Mount Rainier in the distance.  There's even a glass rotating floor that you can look through to see the area directly beneath the tower.
We had beautiful weather and enjoyed our short visit to this beautiful city.  Looking forward to the next time!

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2020: Sorry, no post for this day.
2019: Sorry, no post for this day.
2018: It's A Slow Day, Norm
2017: Pizza On The Q
2016: DQ Cat 
2013: Stop. Look. Read.
2012: You Won’t Miss Me Coming On This Bike
2007: Lure Me In
2005: U-Ta-Dah!!

Monday, May 03, 2021

A Grand Old Visit

This past weekend we made a trip to the Grand Canyon.  And camped in the park, just a mile from the rim.

It was Ed's first time ever to the Grand Canyon - my first visit was 28 years ago - and it was my first time camping.  

I slept in a tent.  On the ground.  Every single person who knows me said, "What??" and "What magical powers does Ed have to get you to go camping??" and "Who are you and what have you done with Salena?"  Even people who only know me through this blog were like, "Whaaatttt?"  

It wasn't entirely unpleasant but it required a lot of stuff and the ability to deal with being dirty.  I hate to be dirty.  We brought a 3" foam mattress topper which made for a comfortable sleep, and the weather was perfect - I couldn't have asked for better temperatures.  I don't love the smell of campfire smoke permeating everything but if it's not your fire stinkin' things up, it's everyone around you burning wood in their fires.  Nothing you can do about it.

We were close to the bathrooms but did have an emergency pee bucket handy for the middle of the night.  It's bad enough I had to get up, put on clothes and shoes, just to step into the cabana tent, there was no way I was walking to the bathroom with a flashlight to do a piddly little pee. I'd rather just stumble from one tent to the other.

The first morning in the canyon we woke at 4:30 am to catch the sunrise at Mather Point.  It was chilly and people were already lined up when we got there but it was worth getting up early for. 

Let me tell you, when you get up this early, there's a whole lotta day to fill moving forward.  By 9:30 (the time I normally get up when I'm home) I felt as if I'd worked an entire day already.

We went to see El Tovar Lodge and the Bright Angel Lodge, taking more photos at those locations, and then drove around to check out some of the other campground areas.  We attempted a bike ride but I fell off my bike (don't even ask) and skinned my knee and elbow so we shelved that for the rest of the day.  We visited the little general store to check out their merchandise. 

But mostly, we just chilled out. 
Ed, chilling.
I am not a camper, let alone a hiker, so there was no hiking happening.  Ed was eyeballing the people walking the Bright Angel Trail - a nine-hour hike from start to finish - and I know he wishes he was one of them, but that'll have to be something he does on his own.  I will never ever ever ever ever hike any trail in the Grand Canyon, or anywhere else.  I always love to do everything with Ed but that's just something I can't agree to and he is perfectly fine doing it by himself someday. 

He said, "You could ride one of the mules down."  Um, have you met me?  I am NOT riding a mule.  Especially on a trail.  For nine hours.  Just stop.

I'm pretty sure this will be my last camping trip but under better conditions I might be persuaded to try it again.  I'm thinking I'm more an RV camper.  We can still do marshmallows over the fire, still have a picnic-like dining experience, and still sit around on those collapsible camping chairs while shooting the breeze.  But I really think the whole sleeping thing needs to happen in an RV or cabin with a bathroom and running water available on demand.  I'll prove once again that I can commune with nature.

I'll even get up early for it.

See my Instagram for more photos.

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2020: Now You See It, Now You Don't
2019: Green Sticks Everywhere
2018: Designated Office Space
2017: Desert Garden In Bloom
2016: Agile Cat
2015: Future Steak
2014: What Should Have Been Paul's Place
2013: At The Drop Of A Hat
2012: Passing Up A Little Afternoon Delight
2011: Annnnnnd…It’s Back On!
2010: Rise Early. Work Hard. Strike Oil.
2009: It’s All Connected To The Pigskin
2008: The Sorriest Team Drivers You’ve Ever Seen
2007: Ooooooo, A Contest!
2006: Modern Convenience
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!

Friday, April 23, 2021

It's Baby Season!

 This is a saguaro cactus (on the left) and an Ocotillo Cactus (on the right) that graces the entrance to our driveway.  Ed walked me over to it, pointed, and said, "Look!"  I didn't see what he was referring to so we moved a little closer.

It was only when I got a little closer that I saw what he was trying to point out - a Mourning Dove in its nest.  It's that time of year.  Everyone's having babies!  

We have one nest just above our front door - the dove eyed us warily with a manic eye whenever we'd go in and out.  But she - or he, as we just learned that the males also sit on the eggs and man the nest and because the male and female dove look very similar, it's easy to assume it's only one bird protecting their young - just left the nest last week after her babies were big enough to venture out on their own.  She'll be back.

Wikipedia says, "It is one of the most abundant and widespread of all North American birds. It is also a leading gamebird, with more than 20 million birds (up to 70 million in some years) shot annually in the U.S., both for sport and for meat. Its ability to sustain its population under such pressure is due to its prolific breeding; in warm areas, one pair may raise up to six broods of two young each in a single year.

We've seen her in the same spot above the door in the past, but the saguaro nest is a new sighting for me.
As I zoomed in, I was able to get a better look at her setup.  In the location above our door, I can't see the nest.  Here, the nest is pretty visible.
In our other saguaro, there's a woodpecker nest, but they make a hole IN the saguaro and wiggle into it, laying their eggs inside.  I cannot see those babies but we can hear them peeping.
Pretty soon we'll be seeing quail babies running around - the quail, unlike the doves who only have two babies per brood, often have twelve to fourteen little chicks running behind them. 

Now they are the cutest things ever!

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2020: Fanned Out Cables

2019: Three Years Later...

2018: A Spring Moment
2017: In The Heart Of Amish Country
2016: A Spark Of Male Bonding
2015: A-MAZ-ING
2014: Ghosts Of Retail
2013: Orange Is The Devil
2012: Sixteen Hundred Miles Makes All The Difference
2011: In Need Of Some Color
2010: 122 Years And Counting
2009: Sixteen Days Old
2008: Racism Comes With A Convenient Handle
2007: Evening Tide
2006: Glittering Pasties And Swinging Tassles
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!