“Got cheesecake?” I asked the waiter at a swank wine bar.
“All we have are Greek yogurts. They are kind of sweet…”. His accent was a cross between Mediterranean and New Yorker. Part of me thought it was fake to add to the mystique of the establishment. Regardless, I’m no fan of yogurt. I believe it has something to do with texture. Continue reading The shot of the year (Day 2 & 3 of 3)
I used to believe a sparrow was a bird frequenting residential feeders. Photographing more than ten different species of sparrow I now think otherwise. Nine of the ten sparrows I’ve observed inhabit a small creek right down the street from me. We all know what a house sparrow is. There may be a few you have yet to see.