What you find when the snow arrives. This was actually after our last big snow fall, but they looked so much like Easter Eggs.

© words and pictures  by Dan DeMarle 2017

4/16/17

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017

Some mornings on your walk through the city, you just find something small, big, old, or young, that makes you smile.

4/16/17

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017

© picture by Dan DeMarle 2017

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017

There was once a great bridge. It had houses on it, and buildings. From the street you were hard pressed to tell you were on a bridge, yet underneath a subway ran.

1/22/17

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017

Life is hardly ever pretty.

We like to pretend it is,

maybe here in America it comes closest to pretty.

In many parts of the world, however,

life is something that has to be fought for,

daily, hourly, every minute.

For many in the world, our riches are truly unbelievable

Yet many of us grow tall and twisted,

Trying so hard to hold on to everything we have,

To keep it from any others,

Its ours!! We collectively cry.

You can’t have it.

At the same time telling ourselves that we are good and holy.

Meantimes children literally starve to death,

gassed with poison,

and sold for sex.

We are an old and twisted tree

continually thinking we are a tree of gold,

while meantime we are just a 200 year old twisted tree,

growing next to a cemetery in the middle of a nowhere,

of the soul.

4/9/17

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017

When I was young, I believed the world was a place to explore and have adventures. I believed that people were like dogs. Some were good and would come and run to travel with you. Some were shy and with coaxing would come and travel with you. Some were mean and were best avoided. Some would just travel to the end of their known world, and then head home. Others would travel for miles by your side.  Unlike dogs people could talk and had whole worlds inside them that they may or may not choose to reveal. I believed that with the right friend by your side the treasures that life had hidden, were easier to find. That the road was shorter, the miles easier.  That a frozen log, could be broken free and become a boat to travel near and far. That sunrises were worth viewing.  Now that I am older, I still believe all of that, except for three things. Coffee, Chocolate, and a good bed. They make life warmer, life taste sweeter and the nights more restful, so you are better able to get out adventuring early. 

Picture 3/18/17

© picture by Dan DeMarle 2017

“The roads of life are paved wide and skirt the mountains. And these very roads are choked with a steady stream of pathetically pedantic travelers who in reality have no intent of traveling. And if we are to discover the real travelers, much less join them, we will find them out on precarious paths that defy the roads and scale the mountains.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

1/1/17

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Cars heading east out of Rochester speed by the homeless camp.

4/6/17

© words and pictures by Dan DeMarle 2017