Play Me, I’m Yours (at George Sherman Union)
Just returned from a trip to the Lower Adirondacks. Stopped in to see an exhibit of his work at the Hyde in Glens Falls.
Leading lines to “stars” (at Under Boston)
In the weeds… (at The Big Dig)
On an adventure… (at Midnight Meat Train)
Headed back to PYM…
Bob is reflected in window.
Bye, bye mainland. Back after breakfast.
It’s FlyDay! Nantucket, Crosswinds, Eggs Benedict. Life is good.