what's beyond those stairs . . .

there are no fireworks around here . . .

at the caynon, what else could you expect!

a 22 hour journey home

loitering at T5 . . .

the Namib desert

wandering in the Namib desert

dusk, Okavango River, Namibia

the otherworldly Dead Vlei, Namibia

4 hours to departure:
Hakuna Matata

Two more days!

one week to total escapism

ten days until Africa

an upside down universe,

for now . . .

tulips . . . it must be spring

sitting by the pond,

waiting for kinder days . . .

flying away,

from here. . .

"Aria da Capo"

all set to go

an about-face,

the tour is on!

a beacon . . .

that navigates to nowhere

a dubious vacation plan,

canceled

still waiting . . .
for a train that may never arrive

bollards,

where is the mooring ...

the icy coastal range,

but it's more chilly within

the beach in winter

lost . . . .

just can't see the forest for the trees

losing oneself at the beach,

and totally losing one's way

turn right,

turn left . . . turn nowhere

it's not quite spring yet,

just can't wait . . .

lapsed memories,

of last week and today

gazing out the shuttered window . . .

escapism for the day . . .

another stairway . . .

to an unknown state of mind

at the dock.

take me away . . .

looking away . . . .

from a purported disturbance

a stairway to nowhere,

and a passage into the darkness

why turning your back,
on a sunny February day . . .

you win some,
and you lose some

waiting to exhale . . .

it's been years

an abandoned stage,

a forgotten existence

it all boils down to:

the fear itself

fifty-five #3,

dark side of the mirage

fifty-five #2,

a lost horizon

fifty-five,

reflection and refraction

above the clouds at Blackcomb's 7th Heaven,

heaven? what heaven. . . .

reality,
a chilling experience

a shock to the system,

skiing Whistler

Cuba Libre: architecture and cars

on the Caribbean Sea