Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
-REAKWATER
On this night the streets were all but abandoned, just one or two cats lurking in the shadows. It seemed the end of an era; the wrecking-ball was in and the Art Deco was out, the buildings more telling of the past than the present. Many had already disappeared, and at the rate the demolition was going the BREAKWATER wouldn't last till morning.
In the quiet of midnight you could hear the neon... lighting the last mile for ships sailing in from the horizon. Then fate intervened, and South Beach was saved.
In the quiet of midnight you could hear the neon... lighting the last mile for ships sailing in from the horizon. Then fate intervened, and South Beach was saved.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Small-Mart
Watches, bandannas, aspirin, a chance to win a bass boat. Milk, bread, eggs, fantasies of scratch-off and lotto. Candy, ice cream, beer and soda. This is "Downtown," literally - just a few hundred feet from Lake Okeechobee.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Fields Of Oil
In case you don't recognize the green stuff, it's corn - man's latest "gas station." I stopped by for a fill-up. Behind the camera, two crows were holding onto the top of a fence-post laughing their feathers off. Crows are endlessly amused by man's odd behavior, especially when this man proceeded to shove two dozen corn-ears down into my gas tank. They were hysterical.
They flew off to tell their friends. When the tow-truck finally arrived, crows were everywhere.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
On The Road

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