ADVENTURE
CURIOSITY
HEROISM
CONFUSION
AWE
TENACITY
Thanks to Simone Thornber for sending these.
Sunrise Reflecting Over the Hudson River
Photo by Marilyn Bottjer
KoH Trip to Aldrich Contemporary Art Museum, Ridgefield, CT
Photos by Harry Bloomfeld
Spring at Lasdon Arboretum
Photos by Arthur Brady
Cleverdale was the first to admit he had no head for math.
Art and photo by Jane Hart
"Inaccessible solitude of being" Artist Book by Sheila Benedis
Art and Photo by Sheila Benedis
Spring is Coming
Photo by Edward Kasinec
Rockwood Clean Up Day May 7, 9-2
Thanks to Edward Kasinec for sending this.
Art by Hart: Kiki's wish had come true— she had a human of her own
Art and photo by Jane Hart
“Dream Fulfilled” Art and Poem by Sheila Benedis
Art and Photo by Sheila Benedis
I purchased a Tudor house
in an idyllic village
Hastings-on-Hudson, where
rustic nature abounds
I have a husband
and a child, life
is almost what
it is meant to be
after much searching
I completed my dream
found art, overcame
my struggles with computers
left-brain world departs
replaced with creativity where
nature’s organic shapes
and visual art permeate
activated by language
Exhibit at Poster House in Chelsea, NYC
Photo by Edward Kasinec
Edward served as a consultant to the exhibit.
Philipse Manor Eagle
Photo by Harry Bloomfeld
This 2-ton, cast iron eagle came from the demolished original NYC Grand Central Station around 1910 to the then- newly-built Philipse Manor Train Station.
Gulls Guarding Hook Mountain
Photo by Arthur Brady
One Word Photo Essays
DETERMINATION
CONTEMPLATION
LOVE
EXCITEMENT
SECURITY
Thanks to Simone Thornber for sending these.
More Humor from Simone
I’m on two diets. I wasn’t getting enough food on just one.
A cold seat in a public restroom is unpleasant. A warm seat is worse.
Apparently RSVP’ing to a wedding invitation, "Maybe next time", isn’t the correct response.
Don’t irritate old people. The older we get the less “life in prison” is a deterrent.
Have you ever listened to someone for a minute and thought, “Their cornbread ain’t done in the middle.”
Aliens probably fly by earth and lock their doors.
I asked my wife if I was the only one she had been with. She said yes, all the others were nines and tens.
I really don’t mind getting older, but my body is taking it badly.
It turns out that being an adult is mostly just googling how to do stuff.
I miss the 90’s, when bread was still good for you and no one knew what kale was.
Do you ever get up in the morning, look in the mirror and think, “That can’t be accurate”.
I want to be 14 again and ruin my life differently. I have new ideas.
As I watch this generation try to rewrite our history, one thing I’m sure of... it will be misspelled and have no punctuation.
I thought getting old would take longer.
My wife asked me to take her to one of those restaurants where they make food right in front of you. I took her to Subway. That’s when the fight started.
Me: Sobbing my heart out, “I can’t see you anymore... I’m not going to let you hurt me again". Trainer: “It was one sit-up. You did one sit-up.”
Picked up a hitchhiker. He asked if I wasn’t afraid he might be a serial killer? I told him the odds of two serial killers being in the same car were extremely unlikely.
I went line dancing last night. OK, it was a roadside sobriety test... same thing......
Art by Hart: Miss Catterton was rarely amused
Art and photo by Jane Hart
Early Bursts of Spring in Sleepy Hollow Manor
Photos by Caroline Persell
Sheila Benedis' Condo Sculpture
Art and photo by Sheila Benedis
Then, and Now
Thanks to Simone Thornber for sending these.
