IMA SLACKA

Wire Bridge, New Portland. New Year's Day Ski with Friends and Dogs. 2010

Pine on White Cap Mountain. 12/26/09

Top of White Cap. 12/26/09

This guy bought land up near Alison and Barry -- way up on a previously dead-end road -- and he posted his property. In the space where one writes their name, he wrote IMA MASSHOLE. Classic. I am not even sure he is a Masshole, and he has turned into a good neighbor, friend and conversationalist. Big wooly beard, log cabin way up there. Had us talking for awhile though.

So IMA SLACKA as far as this blog is concerned. I have many photos to post and things to say, but no real focus or impetis (that is NOT how I thought that word was spelled) to actually say them. And this evening, with a surprise night off from waitressing because of the storm (that slows business) I am spending it correcting and reading and getting ahead (which I thought would be impossible this week and next). But my blog is making me sick. I am sick to death of my last post and want something different there.

For now, three photos.