November 11, 2014

Kotor, Montenegro. October, 2012


Our ship had to skillfully maneuver its way through the many islands and peninsulas that shelter the bayside harbor of Kotor. But we didn’t have to worry about that. As the navigation was in the capable hands of our Wind Surf captain, all we had to do was enjoy the sunset views.

November 10, 2014

Kotor, Montenegro. October, 2012


The tiny market in this tiny waterside town featured many family vendors with relatively small amounts of their home-grown produce. Like this offering: braids of garlic, a few dozen chicken eggs, and those spotted eggs from what, quail maybe?

November 9, 2014

Tucson. November, 2006


Smile. It’s the night of the All Souls Procession, Tucson’s annual extravaganza, held on the Sunday following All Souls Day (November 2.) Artists, musicians, fire jugglers, acrobats and just plain old folks turn out for this townwide parade. And that’s just where I am today as you read this. Happy to be back in this madness with my good, mad friends Simon and David. (For another look at the Procession’s 2006 fiery finale, click here.)


November 8, 2014

Venice, Italy. October, 2012


Don’t send someone to the store to get olive oil in Italy unless you give them very specific instructions about which kind to get. Here, a partial view of the offerings on display at a canal-side supermarket.

November 7, 2014

Giudecca, Venice, Italy. October, 2012


At long last, Dr. Blake encounters artichokes in the land where they’re called carciofi. He’d been hearing me go on and on about carciofi since I first had them in Rome in 1981. Worth the wait?

November 6, 2014

Venice, Italy. October, 2012


Vincent Price once told me, “Venice is not really in Italy. Venice is on a planet all its own.” He was right.

November 5, 2014

Lunenburg, MA. July, 2013


Brrrrr. It may be chilly November now. But my friend Chris seems right at home here on a sultry summer afternoon. What is it about water that beckons us to jump right in? And what it is about friends in the water that calls us to take a photo with lots of ripples and reflections. In this case, I like both the friend and the photo. And now that I think about it, have you ever seen a photo of someone in the water who wasn’t looking happy?