Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Hike to Snow Lake

(the view)

(the fog)

(the trail)

(the brother)

Kurt came to visit and we hiked to Snow Lake, which turned out to be rain and fog instead of snow. These are the days spent with Kurt before he leaves for Mexico City for two years, so take a good look at this boy because this is the last time you will see him without the black lung and a little parasite named Jorge living in his belly.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Big Fish

This fish went through post death torture and eventually was buried in the sand by a band of beach going children.

North and east of Boston there is a little place known as Castle Beach. That is where I learned that work is over rated and staring at the sea is under rated.

Tom has been going through an east coastification. This scene takes place in an Irish pub in Boston where he downed bangers and mash and some clam chowder.