“Burnside’s Bridge” across Antietam Creek. A bucolic scene of a graceful old bridge, built in the 1830’s by the local German-American farmers. On September 17, 1862, hundreds of soldiers were shot down trying to cross it.


The “Dunker” Church at Antietam. The German Baptist Brethren were a pacifist sect. Their simple church was pockmarked with hundreds of bullets during the battle, and served as a field hospital, filled with the wounded and dying. After the battle, it was used to embalm bodies – –  just one of the many technological advances of 1861-1865.




Repeating rifles using metal cartridges were available during the war, but the majority of soldiers were still using muzzle-loaders. So to be a soldier, all you want for Christmas is your two front teeth, to bite off the top of the paper cartridge holding the gunpowder and bullet.


old house overlooking the Antietam battlefield, toward Bloody Lane.




“Little Round Top” is a rocky hill at Gettysburg. General Gouverneur Warren climbed it and instantly realized that if the approaching Confederate forces occupied it, the battle was lost. Yankees won the race up the hill, and held it.





Civil War, Decoration Day, History, Memorial Day, photography, Uncategorized

Memorial Day 2017. Pictures of Gettysburg & Antietam






I saw this handsome iguana and took an immediate liking to him ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ There he was just a-walkin’ down the street, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ He’s a rock ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Pebbly skin, head on a swivel, eyes like marbles, he cannot be curbed, and takes nothin’ for granite.

Ecuador, Galapagos, Iguana, photography, South America, Sudamerica

On the stony lonesome trail.


I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship, and a star to steer her by… (John Masefield “Salt-Water Poems and Ballads” )

Ecuador, Galapagos, Gecko, Not an iguana, photography, Ships, South America, Sudamerica

A Lizard Dreams of the Sea

Frostbite, NY, photography, Uncategorized, Upstate New York, Winter

“Optimism” Owning a Bicycle in Upstate New York


Emily Dickinson and Walt Whitman Go Bicycling in March

Afoot and light-headed I take to the open road,

Unhealthy, coughing, the world of snow before me,

The long white path before me leading wherever is plowed.

Hope is the thing with rubber tires

That perches in a snowdrift,

And hope has feathers, too,

If you run over a chicken during a whiteout.



Canada, photography, Quebec, Uncategorized, Winter

Heading for the hills.

1903 Théâtre Capitole de Québec

1903 Théâtre Capitole de Québec



copper roof











1893 Château Frontenac

1893 Château Frontenac



advanced Lego project




1886 Hôtel du Parlement (Parliament of Quebec)











Ice floes on the St. Lawrence



1817 Chapelle des Jésuites







looking up toward La Promenade des Gouverneurs




Basilique-cathédrale Notre-Dame de Québec. Famous as the “engulfed cathedral” and generally unable to be used until late July, when most of the snow has melted.








Ok, baker’s dozen. What a beautiful city.








architecture, Canada, photography, Quebec, travel, Uncategorized, Winter

One Dozen Rooftops. Ville de Québec, Canada