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I’m a sucker for modest looking motels that sit up on a hill and have nice overhangs. And I’m a sucker for pink flamingos. What happens when you put all those flamingos in a row and add a swing and … Continue reading →

So be good, folks.  He’s out there keeping an eye on you. My pool service emails me a photo of the sparkling water at the completion of each weekly visit. Look who they caught in the shot!

Spotted in Natchez, Mississippi.

My backyard Florida pals were out to greet me my first week back in the warmth for the winter.  These unlikely partners, a limpkin and an iguana, were on opposite sides of the chain link fence running along the waterfront. … Continue reading →

A recent note from a stranger has dredged up some pleasant memories from 22 years ago and solved a mystery to boot! To set the scene, let’s harken back to Sept. 6, 2003.  I was happily paddling through a really … Continue reading →

I noticed today that a reader of one of my blog posts came to me because he or she had clicked on a link in an article on the website of The Cambridge Historical Commission called Practical Patents: 19th Century … Continue reading →

I hit a nice sweet spot this weekend in Connecticut.  It all came together on a relaxing paddle on the Salmon River down in Moodus, just a few miles above where it meets the Connecticut River at Haddam. It was … Continue reading →

All it takes is a couple quick trips from Connecticut to New Hampshire and a 10-day jaunt to Wisconsin and bingo, another 5,000 miles on the car.  Time for another oil change, tire rotation and alignment check, the latter especially … Continue reading →

After many days of cold and rain this month the sun finally came out and the temps hit 70 and I boldly ventured out on my first paddle this season in the northeast.  Years ago I gave up trying to … Continue reading →

For decades I have received a Mother’s Day telephone call from a fellow late-60s Peace Corps Ethiopia volunteer. “Ding-a-ling you Mother,” was the greeting from Jim Gregory when I picked up the phone every second Sunday in the month of … Continue reading →