New York, Dec. 26

photo by EGS

bohicket........photo by EGS

Cold Ride
D.C. Stanley, Rapid City.

A little santa goes a long way.

livin' on a bridge, my friend, was gonna make you free and clean, but now you wear your skin like iron and your breath is hard as kerosene.
--townes van zandt (sort of)
photo by EGS

two birds

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qG-bEedJ5zg 

"Tiganeasca" and "Taraf de Haidouks"

old eyes.

sunrise, sunset.

Little Jimmy............blues crab.

red, white, and blue
Photo by EGS.

Tackle Box.....c.1942.....heart pine; butt joints and box nails; nuts and bolts holding hinges. Outside touched up......inside, no treatment.

What's up, dock?

No one, I think, is in my tree--- I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.
That is I think it's not too bad.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.

Always, no, sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know, I mean, ah yes, but it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.

--John Lennon

ain't no blues at the fish camp.