Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my jo, for auld lang syne, we’lltak’ a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely ye’ll be your pint-stoup! and surely I’ll be mine! And we’ll tak’ a cup
I know there are scores of people around the world who travel by themselves. And they give a multitude of reasons why they think solo travel is the way to go. I, on the other hand, kind of enjoy having someone to share the awesomeness of what happens on the road. In my photojournalism travels
The year 2013 will be the first since 1987 to have no duplicate digits. Just saying… But 2012 was a pretty good year, double digits and all. It really was. These images are a random smattering. Some of my favorites from the past year. They’re probably not the best, but these are just about 50
All things of this world start out new. A baby is born. You get a new puppy. The year begins. The new job starts. All meet the head of the trail with all the zest and vigor of falling in love for the first time. And things, inevitably, they get old. It is not sad
It never gets old, being invited into family moments. Families doing their thing. I’m just an observer, passing through. I’m back in the states now, but because I missed my own family’s Thanksgiving, I was invited to another one locally. . . Family, together in one place. Always, always an honor. Stay tuned… -Noah D.
Going outside on July 4th in the States tends to sound a bit like a distant combat zone. Flashes in the distant horizon, the sounds of shells exploding and the rat-tat-tat-tat-tat echoing up the hillsides. But something that is just as “July 4th” as these sounds are the ingress and egress of long lines of
Yeah, I know these photos are a little out of order – the New Years festivities in NYC were last week – but Christmas slash New Years was a bit wild this year… …do forgive. But, the camera was out for Christmas as well, even if the blog doesn’t reflect that. Promise. Christmas was full