Tuesday, August 11, 2020

a few weeks from 70

...... and looking back. Today going through old boxes, different times, finding different identifications with different personas.


My 'draft card' - re-classification from the U. S. Embassy, London 1969 (student deferment 1-A).





Egyptian ID (one month traveling solo up the Nile River to southern Aswan, Egypt, summer 1969)



 

U.S. passport 1984





Brazilian Press Pass, Rio de Janeiro, 1989





U.S. Press Pass, ASMP (American Society of Magazine (Media) Photographers) 1993





Cuban Press Pass (Pope John Paul visit) Cuban portraits, 1998







Tuesday, August 4, 2020

quarentined, with a routine

Not much excitement after a month of a routine self-imposed quarentine. Most mornings there's yard work, reading the paper and making breakfast, doing the dishes, maybe laundry after - read or watch TV mid-day - and by late afternoon, there's a nap. Around dusk, possibly walk the dog, and that's all depending on how he or I feel.

Now, with August finally upon us, I've added another chore out of necessity. After each, and almost a daily seasonal down-pour, our upper second-story flat roof becomes heavy with what they call, "ponding" water. Can't afford to replace the roof right yet, so I've applied a paintable roof coating to seal the leaks and protect the surface. And to maintain it, I typically have to brush the 1 to 2 inches of standing water off the long, guttered end. Just need a new roof with a sharper slope and better pitch. Replacement will have to wait.


 Climbing from the ground up.





Tools necessary for the upper flat roof maintenance, kept stored on the lower pitched roof.




Broom with a view.





After about 20 minutes of brushing off the standing water, always happy, always pleasant - even in the mid-day heat of a hot summer sun.






Sunday, August 2, 2020

Florida's venacular style

Or what we used to call, a fine example of a Florida style "cracker" house.

A few years back, my sister and I decided to take a back-road tour of the state. We had a week. And one stop was to return to the home-site of the author, Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, in Cross Creek, Florida.

With the original 74 acre citrus farm, originally purchased by the Rawling's family in 1928, Ms. Rawlings, over the next 14 years, added bits and pieces to the original 'cracker' homestead. Marjorie widened porches, added a few bathrooms here and there, and eventually replaced the old tin roof with locally sourced roof shingles of cypress wood. Still today, a very fine example. And today, still missing my sister.






Saturday, July 25, 2020

The Amazon River, the pandemic

A sad, sad timely story.

Tyler Hicks, one of today's known editorial photographers (NYT's), for weeks, traveled by air, road and water, immersing himself deeply within a river's life - and into a culture dying. 

(article link, scroll through);
https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2020/07/25/world/americas/coronavirus-brazil-amazon.html?action=click&module=Top%20Stories&pgtype=Homepage




Monday, July 20, 2020

Leaving behind the sprawl .....

and the pestilence.  Heading east out on SR 70, passing-up some roadside turtles.  Felt good.







Sunday, July 5, 2020

Out to dinner

Some of the many Family members

Today only 5 showed, ready to eat pasta - 4 plus me, 3 stayed home. 


Becca



Cali



Bray



Dustin






Friday, July 3, 2020