What on Earth? The snow upon the woodland way into downtown Northampton this morning.
Will this winter ever end?
At least all is cozy and warm at the Haymarket.
Our Lady of the Fork and Spoon, Protectress of the Holy Compost.
Surprisingly, just last weekend we had a warm day for the Amherst Extravaganja. I stopped by for about twenty minutes. I don’t like crowds, even crowds gathering for a good cause.
Of course counterculture comedian and sometimes political candidate Norman Bie was there.
The great thing about Extravaganja is how it brings all the old freaks in from the hilltowns. After a day of celebration, they return to the forests to resume their mushroom meditations.
I tried to take a picture out the bus window of a sign about maple sugar season, but the bus suddenly surged forward and I missed the shot.
I was successful on my second try.
Dedicated to AMHERST REGIONAL HIGH SCHOOL!
A bicyclist disappears into the fog upon the woodland way into downtown Northampton this morning.
There was an art show in the old courthouse last night.
This bust of Hampshire County High Sheriff Samuel Hinkley (1810 - 1872) oversees a fund raising drive for historic preservation. A High Sheriff? You mean a sheriff who got high? Gee, the 1800’s were cool.
The students have started a farmer’s market.
Actually, people seemed more interested in the music than the food.
Former Bush official John Ashcroft will be at UMass Wednesday night.
Personally, I’m not a fan. Few things are less appealing than a politician who wears religion on his sleeve, as Ashcroft often did. On the other hand, events like this are usually accompanied by a political correctness circus of intolerance by the campus lefties that can be fun to watch. Free and open to the general public at 7:30 in the Student Union.
I look in the mirror and see my father’s hands.
A new restaurant has opened in Amherst in a space by the fire station that’s been vacant for a decade.
It looks like it’s off to a good start. I hear their breakfast is especially good.
Stars of chalk on an Amherst College sidewalk.
This Amherst bicyclist has a cool bag.
Next Tuesday bring your best poems and win cash prizes!
grace would approve.
Although spring has finally sprung, the woodland way into downtown Northampton couldn’t be more barren of plant life.
However, if you look closely, you can see the first explorers coming up from beneath the dead leaves.
A touch of purple on the lawn.
Green shoots on the Haymarket Harvest Cake.
When the digital clock went up downtown in the 1970’s, it was heralded as a marvel of the unfolding computer age.
Today it is an unreliable antique that sometimes goes haywire. Like this morning.
It was chilly this morning, but not that chilly.
View out the front of the bus enroute to UMass.
One of the bravest women in the world.
Bird lady in a Hamp window.
Grasshead in the window of Faces.
Random act of art on a downtown tree.
My neighbors gathering the trash.
Yesterday’s sunset at UMass.
Last gasp of the dying day.
TV40 guy Dave Madsen tried to take a selfie with the Mayors of Springfield, Holyoke and West Springfield.
It came out a little blurry.
lysergical moments at the Springfield Civic Center.
Last night I went to check out the new art gallery over Sweeties Candy Shoppe in Northampton.
The name of the gallery is Imagine.
The gallery looks like it was once a private apartment with magnificent windows.
A view out one of the magnificent windows at the teeming metropolis below.
Then we headed over to the A.P.E. Gallery and I posed by this 3D psychedelic Miss Emily.
We also checked out the Michelson Gallery. I like this painting of a bear and two feathered friends.
We admired this 1930’s turtle sculpture by Springfield’s Dr. Seuss. Bring it home for the kids for just $2,895 plus tax!
Former Springfield City Councilors Mitch Ogulewicz and Tony Ravosa last week.
cool local band
My narcissism and Peter Pan complex are undermined by my mirror.
It was gloomy and cold at the bus stop this morning, but at least it wasn’t snowing like in Boston.
Pictures in a Hamp window and weird doorknob.
Last weekend the Irish were all over the streets.
Seasons greetings from the UMass library.
Some UMass students take their clothes off in class.
a lousy video I made of some punk rockers in the UMass Student Union.
Slow Saturday at the Haymarket in the early morn.
Yes Homo! Is that a sexio-political statement or just the name of a new band? It’s hard to be sure around here.
Will you be going to the VegFest?
One man’s opinion.
Can you see Western Mass from there Deval? Been waiting eight years for you to find us.
The Eleven. There were eleven who were faithful minus Judas the betrayer, plus the lyrical countdown of the eleven LSD induced visions of the poet Robert Hunter, and for those who don’t know about music, the time signature is 11/4. Count it out: 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2. The Eleven.
Free vinyl in front of Feeding Tube Records.
Whatta you doin on Tuesday nights?
WHMP was doing a charity drive this morning by the old courthouse.
The Springfield Republican has a new look.
A lot more white space. Here is the wordy, more cluttered version from 1963, courtesy of the Mitchell J. Ogulewicz collection. Look at that small font! From the days when people were not afraid to wear reading glasses.
To me, more white space only means fewer words. But apparently that’s what the dumbed down public is demanding. The changes are probably influenced by the look of USA Today, which revamped their appearance in a similar style.
On well, whatever they need to do to stay in business. I’ve sometimes been critical of the Springfield Newspapers, but I’ve always wished them financial success because whatever their flaws, our community would be poorer without their voice.
Luke Averill in Northampton.
Luke and his instruments.
should we talk about the government?
I’m tired of snow.
The forest floor near my house is covered with snow that will take weeks to melt.
The UMass biking club is also anxious for spring. Until then, yoga.
People at the Northampton Stop&Shop throw trash in the charity basket to the point that they had to put up a sign.
There is a fun metal scene in Holyoke in dance halls made out of abandoned factories.