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Small Towns, Hamlets and Villages

I’m always on the lookout for more Small Towns. This is possibly not qualified as a Town, Hamlet, or even a Village. It’s just a place. But I’ll call it a town for now.

One of my stops on a vacation trip to Colorado was a small town of Mingo Kansas. From I-70 one goes west on County-K for about a mile, don’t blink or you might pass right through. Mingo’s main claims to fame is that it is the home of the oldest Geocache appropriately named Mingo. Placed in May of 2000, this cache is on the bucket list of many geocachers, we like finding geocaches of special significance. After finding the geocache I proceeded into Mingo itself to do a bit of exploring. The following photos don’t show much, and that’s right. There’s not much to the town, maybe a dozen houses, a church, the requisite Grain…

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Doors on DelMarVa

Traveling always opens new doors, some of them are worth photographing, others are just for opening. The DelMarVa Peninsula is one such place. The northern portion is between the Chesapeake Bay and the Delaware Bay. The further south one goes the eastern edge is the Atlantic. The topography is, well, Flat. It’s on the Coastal Plain. Serious hills are not to be found, making for easy bicycling. Farming and Seafood are the main occupations

I found this first door in Crisfield, now a residence it the bars on the windows make it look like the building was once a business.

On Smith Island the occupations are, Crabbing and tourism. That’s it. One finds excellent Crab Cakes and Smith Island Cake. The Crab Cakes are made with Crab, that’s it. No bread or cracker crumbs, maybe a little bit of shell now and then, but definitely crab meat. The other delicacy is the Smith Island Cake. I don’t think I’d want to die for it, but … Let me try to describe it, Twelve Layers. Yes 12 layers! So it’s also 12 layers of icing, along with bits of fruit or other surprises in between some of the layers. Sorry for no picture, this is a post about doors.

What else would one expect in a fishing community, but a fishing shack. I guess the anchor really keeps the door closed.


It’s not often we can photograph many doors at once, but here Ewell, Smith Island the opportunity presented itself, even though I had to shoot through the window. A note for the younger generation, these are the doors on Post Office Boxes, still used here in a community of only a couple hundred. The mail comes in by boat, there no trucks to Smith Island. From the boat dock to the Post Office, the mail travels by Golf Cart.


It was a long drive home and I sort of felt the need for this door.


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“T” (Train?, Tracks?, Tunnel?, Terapin?, Totem?, Tea?)

Some subjects for 26 Weeks Letter Challenge: “T” came easy, with a quick search through the database along with some new ‘challenge responses’.

Speaking of Trains and Tracks

You might think that cold, snowy weather is a time to stay indoors with a mug of Hot Chocolate, or a Hot Buttered Rum, or even a cup of hot Tea, but getting outdoors in inclement weather often yields opportunities for great, and sometimes unusual photos.
This was taken in east Baltimore, a little east of the Canton, an newly renovated section of town. The day was cold, we’d had less than an inch of snow which was rapidly melting. A few minutes later I returned to this spot, no snow remained.

Parking in Harpers Ferry, WV is limited, but we were able to nab one of the few remaining spaces for a few minutes to explore around the station. The tracks here are crossing one of two bridges, giving the appearance that half of the Harpers Ferry Tunnel is not used, the other half of the tunnel leads south anong the Shenandoah River towards Winchester, Va. That bridge is a few feet to the right of the one in this photo. Besides more tracks it also has a walkway for bicycles and hikers on the Appalachian Trail. The day we were there it was windy and cold, the river has a thin crust of ice! The The B&O, now the CSX now passes through The Tunnel under Maryland Heights and on through Sandy Hook. video

Enough of trains

On an intersection near home there once grew a couple trees. When they died a local woodcarver went to work. The terrapin of course is the mascot of the University of Maryland – “Go Terps

Of course “T”

What challenge for the letter “T” would be complete without Tea?

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One Word Photo Challenge – Chicken

Pot Pie

This week’s One Word Photo Challenge by JENNIFER NICHOLE WELLS is a simple one, “Chicken”. Though I’ve been to the Eastern Shore of Md. recently I wasn’t on the “Chicken Belt”. So I only had one recourse, dinner one night.


I don’t usually have Chicken Pot Pie for dinner, I do have a couple on hand for times I need some comfort food, usually when I feel way under the wather – thankfully not often.

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R is for Red, or is R for Rocks

Your Choice

Red or Rocks, or could it even be Red Rocks

I’ll let you decide. I was in Denver, Colorado for GeoWoodstock, a Geocaching event and the day after the main event a group went to Red Rocks Amphitheatre at 05:00 to see the sunrise.


Before sunrise the rocks are illuminated by spotlights.


Once the spotlights are turned off, about half a hour before sunrise the view of Denver is more breathtaking than a photo can show.


And then comes sunrise itself.

And of course, the one of the rocks in full morning sun.

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Crossing the Channel

I must have dozed off because I didn’t hear the sound of the engines when I awoke. We must have docked somewhere. Then I realized that my bike ride around France had ended and I was again close to home. It was evening as I sorted thought the dozens of bicycles on the Dover-Calais ferry.

My destination for the night was the Luddington House Hotel with a comfortable bed and hot showers. Both would be a welcome change from the past week, I’d been camping every night and cooking most breakfasts over a small camp stove. Occasionally I’d find a small cafe with dinner, but for the most parts, the camp stove also provided a warm dinner, hardly satisfying.

Exiting the ferry I turned left and headed out, around the traffic circle, crossed Back Rd W, and Athol Terrace till I came to Marine Parade, paralleling the A-20. In about 100 meters I arrived at my destination. And a great night’s rest.

There must have been some sort of celebrity here, a TV-news van was parked out front. But I was too tired to care who it was. A good night’s rest in a comfortable bed was all that I cared about.

for Sunday Photo Fiction – July 10, 2016

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