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Recent Additions and CommentaryMidday in Lisbon
A dust storm had pushed up from Africa. The sky was missing, and Lisbon was orange.
Early AM in the Alentejo
Staying in a windmill. Rarely one to get up early, I found the valleys pink.
Bus Stop
Walking in Portland and the temperature was close to zero.
Ronald at Home
We had a few weeks and then he was gone.
CGT
Caught up in the demonstration, without a stake in the march.
End of Day
Walking downwind from a pool of a soap, past a hawker on the Promenade.
Before I die
Street art project in Torino. English in Italy.
Stroller
It was locked.
Blue Horse
Château Demonpère for wine and olive oil with Nadim. When I was young, I had a teacher named Mr. Horsefield. He was in a parachute accident and landed, alive, in a field.
Promenade Early AM
I had to go to the prefecture early.