Day 217 - Archives

Meet Margie and Dave, two of my most favorite people on the whole planet, way back when before I moved to L.A. and they moved to Chicago. We'd go to baseball games together, listen to bands, drink beer, and generally laugh ourselves silly. When they got married in Toledo, I made a weekend out of it, and packaged their wedding around two baseball games and an amusement park. Oh yeah.

Day 216 - Archives

One of the things I miss about Maryland is the abundance of accessible minor league baseball. There were no less than SIX teams at Double-A or lower all within an hour's drive. The orange jerseys were the Baltimore Orioles' High-A team in the Carolina League, the Frederick Keys.

Day 215 - Archives

The last eight years I was in Maryland, I lived in a house on eight acres of land that backed up to a large reservoir. These little frogs would come out every year and mistake the pool in the backyard for the reservoir. And man, were they noisy . . .

Day 214 - Archives

Since I haven't had much time to go out shooting new things, I'm reaching back into the way-back machine for images I shot when I was still living in Maryland.

This is "Rabbit," or "Bunny," my parents' house-trained dwarf rabbit.