On The Road

Somewhere Near Sturbridge- On The Mass Pike, Westbound

I know it is hard to tell from the photo...but I took this shot of the SUV driving next to me while we were both going about 70 mph on the Mass Pike last weekend. I was behind the wheel of my own car and stuck my camera out the window. Don't try this at home. Tomorrow morning I begin a 1000 mile solo road trip. Hopefully I'll encounter lots of photos waiting to be had.

Ouch!

Pittsfield, Massachusetts

She can't talk yet.

She can't walk yet.

But my granddaughter's sense of humor seems to be developing!

Inevitable

Zephyrhills, Florida

The elderly couple sat, hand in hand, on the picnic table gazing out into the backyard. They reminisced about their younger days when they both hung out together in the sunshine, seemingly at the top of the world- That was long before their seed bearing days were over and the inevitable crash to earth, of course.

Nest Egg

Cochituate, Massachusetts

Making a deposit into our nest egg.

Lock Your Locker

Brimfield Antiques Show, Brimfield Massachusetts

Trombones and Life Savers

Brimfield Antiques Show, Brimfield Massachusetts

Back in the day, I managed a New Orleans style brass band. The leader of the band was, um, pathologically disorganized (among many other diagnoses). New Orleans type brass bands are supposed to be big and messy and fun and spontaneous...but he took the description to a whole new level. Normally the band was made up of a couple of drummers, trombones, tubas, trumpets, a couple of sax players, etc. We had a lot of experienced musicians to call upon and the band was never comprised of the same people twice in the entire time I worked with them....always a source of anxiety for yours truly who likes to live in a world where her ducks (and brass band musicians) stay neatly in rows.

I had booked us at a nice paying corporate gig as a 9 piece band. I should have known things were worse than usual when the band leader was on the phone trying to recruit players as we were driving to the gig.

We ended up with 2 drummers and 7 trombone players.

My life saver was when the crowd started downing the free hurricane cocktails. Before the end of the night the crowd was in love with the band.