With apologies to Mr. Yeats, here's hoping that your weekend is proud and red (whatever that might mean), but certainly not sad.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days...
With apologies to Mr. Yeats, here's hoping that your weekend is proud and red (whatever that might mean), but certainly not sad.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Heading home on the 62, part 3
That nearest bridge is the Falls Bridge, and I am looking south toward the neighborhood of East Falls. Just to the north of me, on the other side, the Wissahickon ends its journey by pouring itself into the Schuylkill. Catch the 65 at the Wissahickon Transfer Center, and I'm almost home.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Faraway, so close!
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