The little maple seeds are turning color, getting ready to flutter to the ground.
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The little maple seeds are turning color, getting ready to flutter to the ground.
My beloved Rebel XT, still my favorite camera for old M42 screw-mount lenses.
There was a pregnant lady in my way for most of the train trip to New York, but I managed to snap a couple of photos while she was using the restroom or something.
The cafeteria at the Museum of the American Indian serves some pretty good food, notwithstanding this pile of gooey frybread. The other decent option is the cafe at the National Gallery of Art.
From a trip to Boston last year. We walked way too far that day, from somewhere around Fenway Park all the way to Faneuil Hall.