STANDING AT THE BROAD SLATE SINK CONTEMPLATING THE WINTER-VIEW OF DITCH-TRAVERSED MARSH AND THE BRAMBLED ISLANDS OF HAWTHORN AND ALDER AND THE STEEL-BLUE CHANNEL BEYOND AND THE RIM OF DUNES WHITE AS SALT AND ABOVE THE HORNED EDGE OF THE OCEAN, SHE AT LAST AGREED

First post of 2011, get in! I'm experimenting with different photographic finishes, so this is my latest Photo of the Day. 

I would love it if my images had the same finish as the famous Spitting Scene from Seinfeld. (the a clip below shows what I mean, but if you want to see the whole thing click here). It's basically a spoof on the controversy surrounding the Kennedy assassination. 

Speaking of the Kennedy's, today's title comes from a passage in the book Couples by John Updike, which is set during the early 60s in a little Massachusetts town about an hour south of Boston. I lived just outside Boston when I first started writing this blog, so the book makes me homesick for the salty studio where I lived next to the ocean, and going into the city full of professors, crazed sports fans, geese, crayfish and lobster salads, thousands of students, and women with bobbed hair, cardigans and pearls. I'd fight through 10 inches of January snow to go to work at the university, then volunteer in Cambridge, then bask in the glow of Trader Joe's for dinner. What a gorgeous city. 





(PS: It's my birthday!)