The Newport of my youth was a working waterfront. fishing boats, commercial boats and yachts co-existing side by side in the same water and the same docks.
Today, the is not a shred of evidence of this life.
The Newport of my youth was a working waterfront. fishing boats, commercial boats and yachts co-existing side by side in the same water and the same docks.
Today, the is not a shred of evidence of this life.
Traveling the Nevada desert is traveling in a time warp.
Summer is quickly coming to a close. Children are in many cases back to school. Labor Day is a week away. The age old ritual of asking what you did last summer is here.
Here is what I did last summer:
I have shovelled snow every day since January 30 of this year. I would guess I am not the only one.
I know Key West Race Week is almost over and I have not uttered a word about it. I am so immersed is the wonders of the world, race week just does not seem as appealing. I will always have a love of boats, yacht design, construction, but.
There is no end of the shapes and sights in Paris or any of the other places I have seen over the last weeks.
I am absolutely looking forward to the transatlantic race this summer from Newport to England.
I had other photographs I wanted to share, however something is going on with my wordpress site. It randomly times out or refuses me entry.