Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, Expelled Philosopher, and Maladroit Carpenter Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
Friday, December 25, 2009
Merry Christmas From The Roxbury Green
My camera isn't all that great for night shots, but for those who haven't seen the splendor of what is essentially my front yard, feast your eyes.