Author: Paul

Growing up in Akron, Ohio, we had a mail carrier for our neighborhood named Mike. From the time that I was old enough to recognize people, until I left home, I believe, Mike was our guy. Every Christmas, my mother would give him a Christmas card and $20 or $30 as a gift. Mike was the regular guy, but unpredictable. Some days we would get our mail at 11:00 AM, other times, 6:00 PM. We just didn’t know when he…

The other day, I mentioned a particular camera road that I’d been down. Then, I discovered that, lo and behold, there was another road that I’d been down, too – the 1″ sensor road. Anyone remember the Nikon 1 V1? That was Nikon’s early 1″ sensor camera. The current version is the V3. I wrote about it here. I rented one, gave it a whirl, and decided that, though I liked the image quality, it just wasn’t pocket-sized enough and…

I don’t know any of the people in these photos, but I see them almost every day. I’ve not introduced myself, but I have spoken and said hello to them along the way when we pass on the street. Two of the three have acknowledged the hello and have responded in kind. The other, well she never responded, so I just stopped saying hello. When I moved to my house a little more than 4 years ago, I found myself…

I don’t know if I’d call this blog a “rose”, but the saying seem to fit. A rose by any other name would still smell sweet ~William Shakespeare I’ve been writing this blog for quite a while. It started with an idea to write about photography, exclusively. Well, that practically never happened. I found myself straying off-topic frequently, more off-topic than on, talking about whatever. If you’ve been around for a while, you know what I’m talking about. 😀 I…

As I get older, read more, understand more, I keep coming around to this word, gratitude. During a recent conversation with my Spanish teacher, Vidal, I was sharing pictures of Central Park with him. He enjoyed the scenes and said, wistfully, that he wished that there was something near him where he could go, lie in the park, take his shoes off and sleep, like the man pictured here. There, in Guatemala, it’s just not safe. As a minimum, he…

When I wake up in the morning, I usually have a gander at my phone to see what the weather is like if there is any chance of rain within the next hour or two. This particular morning was no different. I got up, got dressed, and headed out the door. When I stepped off of the stoop, I felt a few raindrops on my head. I looked up at the sky and saw some ominous clouds moving in from…

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