Another view from the 16th floor at the Biltmore Hotel in Providence. Dusk.
View from room 1637 at the Biltmore Hotel in downtown Providence, RI. I have an uncontrollable, swooning crush on this building.
Matthew Larsen & the Documents play the Thirsty Mind Cafe. One of my photos is blurry in the background, hanging on the wall. It’s of the flags in PTown that crisscross the streets touching eaves and bending in the winds.
Renton the cat, who always like to “help” with whatever I am doing, my unused rollerskates that taunt me because I never learned how/desperately want to use/have secret dreams of becoming a derby girl, and a banjo that needs more practicing.
Hanging on.
Sheep! Alpacas! BunBuns! Inaugural New England Fiber Fest at the Big E.
Had a tinge of sadness that I sold my 1967 Schwinn Fiesta over the summer as I stumbled across photos from before I sold it. I wonder if it’s being put to good use.
In other news, I have missed you, photo-documenting-adventures.
Day thirty one of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Skinner Mountain in Hadley, MA. Spring fevah! I lost count at 50+ cars parked at the base of the mountain. Trails were pure ice, most had to use the road. Tons of snow left and I spent a good chunk of time wishing it was all gone. Soon.
Day thirty of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Western Avenue Studios open studio day in Lowell. 200+ artists. Nooks and crannies and creativity bursting at the seams. I met so many fantastic artists. Bought a ring with a bird on it, coveted many other pieces of art, met a schnoodle. Wonderful day. No way I could decide on just one photo.
Day twenty nine of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Hadley sunset. It’s on that road where people get pissed at you when you take it because you cut off the busy bits of Route 9 and end up at the beginning of the bridge, begging to be let into traffic. I took a similar shot, same day last year. Beautiful light, melty snow.
Day twenty eight of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Off the Map Tattoo in Easthampton. Lauri gets her 3Day ribbon tattoo done in 14 different shades by Kelly who exclaimed “Awesome Possum” a few times.
Day twenty seven of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Cheating. This one is from day 28. It’s cool. This is in Off the Map Tattoo in Easthampton.
Day twenty six of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Local weather anchor, Slube, says it’s already spring. I believe him. Drip, dripping rain gutters and rain spouts.
Day twenty five of three hundred sixty five days of photos. It’s sunset time in Hadley. Better when there is less gross and more green.
Day twenty four of three hundred sixty five days of photos. Photoyawn. More snow. I promise it will stop.
