Dear Irving – My heart it will remember

It doesn’t look like much, just a weather-beaten, bullet-riddled old mailbox stuck in the middle of nowhere. Surrounding it is a broad grassy clearing, a stone and brick monument with carved relief, a few elms and catalpas staggered along the dusty road, and behind it, toward the river, an impenetrable thicket of poison ivy and … More Dear Irving – My heart it will remember

“All the news from Haddam” – a detective story

     The apocryphal story of how Haddam got its name lies somewhere between contrived hokeyness and puerile balderdash, and goes something like this: in the late 1860s, a raiding party of Native Americans captured several settlers in the vicinity of present-day Haddam and dragged them back to their camp with the intent to do … More “All the news from Haddam” – a detective story

The perfect tone

     It came to me as I crisscrossed the big meadow for the umpteenth time that by trying to photograph everything I was, in fact, photographing very little. I was putting a lot of miles on my feet, I was building up a debilitating thirst, I was sweating profusely in the triple-digit heat and … More The perfect tone