Amalfi Coast

Returning by ferry to the Amalfi coast from the island of Capri in Italy. This always reminds me of the song Tales of Brave Ulysses by the band Cream and the line ‘how his naked ears were tortured’. The myth was that Ulysses needed to be tied to the boat so he wouldn’t jump off and drown in pursuit of the ‘sirens sweetly singing’. Whenever I see those mountains I think of that song.

Moroccan Mule

This was taken in Morocco, southeast of Marrakesh near the Atlas Mountains. The way the mule looks out and the web of green grass has a surreal quality to it that I find intriguing and hard to pinpoint why. Mules are an important part of Moroccan life since it’s mostly agrarian in the south.

This was taken on my second trip to Morocco and first time south of Marakesh. A truly beautiful and mysterious country.

Race Point Beach

A friend on the beach in the fog, Provincetown, MA. Was surprised to see so many seals and so few people on an August day though it had rained heavily earlier. She always had her arms out like this, it was her ‘thing’ when having her picture taken, which was smart since it’s hard to know what to do with your hands when being photographed especially if you’re not used to it. She is very capable too, always excelling – fitting this was taken on Race Point Beach, if there was ever a race, she’d give her everything to win.

Muir Woods

This was taken while visiting friends in Mill Valley and my middle son looking at colleges in California. We hiked in the Muir Woods and stopped for some food and something to drink. I don’t know much about California but this seems like a very California image of the water with mint.