If this is Thursday, it must be Philly!

If this is Thursday, it must be Philly!

Thursday has finally come...and is nearly gone...I am in Philly...seeing my perfect Son, waiting for dinner and looking forward to meeting his new "friend"...

Plane ride was uneventful, a great thing in a plane ride. Upon arrival, I was notified that said Son was in the "cell phone lot"...and a quick call back to say the car was not starting...so charming a taxi driver to find said Son, and jump his Lexus....priceless! Instead of jumper cables...his trunk yielded whiskey...not a bad substitute, though I prefer tequila...

So let the fun begin...this is a picture I took nearly 2 years ago at Eastern State Prison here in Philly...I love the peeling paint and my photos from that trip are among my favorites. Speaking of photos, I finished my Death Valley Book on the plane today, and look forward to sending it off for publication...one more part of my life documented...

Tomorrow I am off to New York City...and looking forward to the photo opportunities and friends there...54 is looking not so bad today...

A Quiet I Am Not Accustomed Too...

A Quiet I Am Not Accustomed Too...

Today was filled with a quiet that I am not accustomed too...a direction that I thought was opposite of where I am going. Though I work at home some days, the absent conversation was clear, and the meaning unknown. I have lived this quiet in the past, and now know what it represented...today is confusing, and once again I did not see this coming...I am wondering if I am missing the "see it" gene...and where I might purchase one...

This is a picture of a cell block of Eastern State Prison in Philadelphia. I visited it nearly a year ago, and was taken with peeling paint, colors, and the amazing silence that is filled with voices you cannot actually hear with your ears...more like you hear them with your emotions and feelings. This picture represents how today and tonight are for me...loud internal babble...that is causing my head and heart to hurt...