I was a New York City boy. I was born and bred to ride subways, trains, buses or the Staten Island Ferry any place in the five boroughs that I needed to go. This freedom of public transportation distracted early on from learning to drive.
A Place for Wood Carvers and Whittlers
Nationally Syndicated Editorial Cartoonist
Great Blue Herons: A study in patience and grace
Don't Look Up! Something May Be Watching You...
The Color Photography of Paul Szlosek
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Life in progress
Views of the natural environment & climate change
I'm Victoria Stuart, a poet committed to love's transmission.
STORIES ABOUT THE MOUNTAINS, THE SEA, AND ANCIENT TRUTH
My thoughts and ideas about life, cats, and whatever else I think about
Andy and I miss Dougy
food for the body; food for the soul
Handcarved Accessories For Modern Living
Mississippi life culture lifestyles inspiration
My "bump" was in 2016 when, aged 48, I suffered a stroke. This blog charts my recovery. (Header clipart licensed by pngguru.com.)