Tag: motels

• The No-Name Motel

  [The motel with no name] Most of the time I can erect a fence to contain the images and imaginations from escaping my brain.  Sometimes a little white picket fence with pink daisies in purple pots are enough to hold back the most innocent and decent imagery that my mind can create.  Then, there are…

  patrickjegan

  July 16, 2019

  Blogging, Creativity, Everyday Events, Ghosts, History, Holding onto the Past, Home, LGBT, marriage, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, North Country Life, seniors, Time, Travels

  Adirondacks, Malone NY, motels

• World Gone Wrong

  Change, its been said, can happen slowly like the pace of a glacier or as fast as a bolt out of the blue.  I’ve seen it come at me both ways.  Brushing my hair one day…and I saw the gray.  Another day, I heard the slamming of the front door and I never saw her…

  patrickjegan

  September 6, 2013

  Mountains and Memories

  abandoned factory, Adirondacks, aging, autumn, barns, cemetery, change, closed diners, country, farm girl, farms, gas stations, motels, photography, time-lapse