The ferry, the bus, the subway. Walk, too. Walk around the neighborhood in the early morning hours, especially, when few people are up and about and you can occasionally take off your mask and enjoy the air, the colors of dawn, and the fragrance of the fall.

Announcing the launch of my new web-based essay, RIDE, about what it feels like being in public and being on public transit in New York. A complete environment for daydreaming, people-watching, and finding your place, your role, in the city.

Click the link below!

Ride is here.

Washington State, 90° and dry, every single day

These are only three of the photos I took of this expansive part of the American Northwest. This is Washington State, but it’s not Seattle. Walla Walla is a small town with suburban development that extends out into what used to be the ending place for the Conestoga Wagons of the early pioneers, the people who moved westward in the late 1800s.

Wheat Fields near Walla Walla, WA


Northrup Canyon near Sun Lakes-Dry Falls, WA
Northrup Canyon near Sun Lakes-Dry Falls, WA


Grand Coulee Damn
At the Grand Coulee Dam in Washington State

Where one might spot a bald eagle.