My Thanksgiving in Acton Massachusetts 2002

A very Massachusetts Thanksgiving. The Mass Pike was completely jammed with holiday travelers. There was a light dusting of snow on the ground. The house had actually been renovated by Bob Villa on "This Old House" back in the day. The women were all busy cooking the wonderful Thanksgiving dinner. The men, well we were of course all gathered around the tube watching Dallas or Detroit play somebody. Before dinner everyone held hands in a big circle while Aunt Ginny the nun said a prayer and then we each added what we were thankful for.

I was the "new boyfriend" so I was tasked with taking that years photo of the whole crew with everyone's cameras. I guess if I'd made it to two years I'd have been included in the next one. It's a pretty good technique for keeping the transients out of the "permanent record." Still I was thankful to be welcomed there for a memorable Massachusetts Thanksgiving.

Like Father, Like Son

40 Years after my dad used to hike with me on his back I was doing the same thing with Olivia. Now she can hike on her own and it's Emily's turn to ride next! Photos by my mom, and Joana (notice how a mother frames a shot! :-)

Grand Canyon Part 2

Our first stop to peer over the edge of the canyon turned out to be a good one. Unfortunately I had busted one of my toes horsing around with Joana at Zion a few days earlier and it still hurt, so we didn't hike down into the canyon. Someday we'll go back and do that though because it's really so big that I had a hard time relating to it from up on the rim. Photo of us by an anonymous, friendly, fellow tourist.

Sunday driving in Iceland

The road from Thingvellir to Laugarvatn is a great place to get away from the maddening crowds of Reykjavik. Well actually there didn't seem to be any maddening crowds in Reykjavik but out in the countryside it's almost uninhabited so in comparison Reykjavik seems downright frantic, teeming with hustling and bustling masses of Nordic humanity.

Me and the girls at Gulfoss

Joana snaps one of me and the girls during the last gasp of magic hour (which can last a really long time in Iceland.)

Precious Moments

Father and Daughter photo by Joana