The former railroad bridge that now delights pedestrians on the Community Trail reflects in the black mirror of a late autumn morning. Snow, by the way, transforms the trail for cross country skiers. It’s what we can expect to see any day now.
Category: Postcards
GOOD MORNING JOE

I smile at my coffee.
It smiles at me.
FLOCKING TO CITY HALL

The previous building included an opera house that would have been the largest auditorium in New Hampshire, if it hadn’t burned down. Rather spectacularly, at that.

BUOYS AGAINST A WALL
RAGING COLD
PATRIOTS CENTRAL
WATSON AT WORK
LINING THE RAILS
WHITE ISLAND LIGHT
A HARD MESSAGE CUT IN STONE
Winged skulls are part of the New England colonial legacy. The region’s harsh environment invoked a stoic outlook on life. The images also inspire a collection of my poems, available by clicking here.












