Archive for February, 2009

spring draining

Friday, February 27th, 2009

Sorry for my delay in posting here, things have been a bit chaotic ’round here.  Anyhoo, these are from my annual “Hey all we need is the starting pitcher” photo essay.  I always try to make the most un-runnable images, well, because they’re never going to run and I enjoy making these rather than the [...]

be mine

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

Went to Venice, Florida, yesterday for a Catholic mass at the Epiphany Cathedral for nearly 600 married couples.  The thing is Venice’s population is, how do I say this, is really, really, crazy old.  Sweethearts nonetheless, just old.  Most people had been married 50+ years.
My third year of marriage is in a couple weeks and [...]

like a record, baby

Thursday, February 12th, 2009

I got sent to the Charlotte County Fair the other day in Port Charlotte to make a feature for the opening of the fair.  The only thing that made it somewhat difficult was that I was there literally in the first hour of it opening with noone around except carnies watching my every move - [...]

boomtown bust

Wednesday, February 11th, 2009

Some of these photos ran Sunday on the front page of The New York Times for a story on Lehigh Acres, Fla., a community that basically on woke up on the bad side of both the housing boom and the burst of the bubble.  I was there for a day, had never been there before, [...]

sea cow tipping

Monday, February 9th, 2009

Always love getting calls from the Escapes section at The New York Times, because it usually turns out to be something amazingly fun or some extremely photographable place I’ve yet to travel to.  Since I live in Florida, it is always both.  I got this call a month or so ago to head up to [...]

dog made dirt

Sunday, February 8th, 2009

I’ve been going to the Sarasota Kennel Club for a couple years now just to play poker, but have been wanting to shoot there for even longer.  Ironically, we’re doing a story on how that same poker has dragged the greyhound racing business down.  I’ve always watched the dogs from up in the stands in [...]