Photo: The Strategist

My contribution to #childrensaturday by +Susan Southard 
#sportssunday by +Jörg Seidel +Mike Criss
Photo: Just thought I'd share this portrait of a dear friend of mine and fellow photographer, +Kristina Variano that I took the other day while she attempted (almost in vain) to capture a shot of me, the guy who blinks too much.

Be sure and circle her....she's new to G+ as far as posting goes (so maybe this will get her to share some of her fine images =)

Entry for #portraittuesday by +Laura Balc 
and #candidmoodtuesday by +Alexius Jørgensen 
with a touch of #paintography for +Ray Bilcliff (since I couldn't resist trying Pixel Bender on a portrait)
Photo: Last Walk of the Mountain Man

Bradley Tennyson, Autumn, 2009

I've spent a good part of the last decade or so wandering a few places in the southern Adirondacks of New York State and have met some really great people.  A friend of mine, Greg, who owns Atateka Lodges in Chestertown, would always tell me stories of this old gent that he knew from years ago.  While riding around locally, he had pointed out what looked like a small shanty on a hillside of property on a quiet was slowly falling to pieces, but not enough to give the impression that it wasn't cared for the best the owner could.  You could still see an old car with some odd attachments alongside the house, and there were some small remnants of plantings.  As a teen Greg had sold his car to Bradley for about $300, and though he didn't ever drive, he figured he could use the body as a housing for his chicken's, and so turned the Oldsmobile into a custom chicken coop : )
Every single day, Bradley was known to walk into town from his home, about a 2+ mile trek over a moderate mountain ridge, to say hello, get some supplies and hear some news.  The story goes that Bradley didn't even have or want power to his home and fought it until sometime in the 1990s when his family insisted he have it for safety along with a phone, being that he lived alone for so long.  It's also been said that he's a descendant of Lord Alfred Tennyson, but I'm not sure how I could go about looking into that (so if anyone is a history sleuth..please comment!)

In the Autumn of 2009, I went to see a piece of property with Greg, and sure enough we began to speak of Bradley once again, wondering if he was still around, out walking that last leg of the road, on his trek back from town in the evening.  After our visit to the lot I wanted to see, we made the trek back down the road and up ahead I saw a man materialize and sure enough, it was Bradley.  I was overjoyed to meet the man I had heard so much about.  Sadly age had begun to get the better of him and he had trouble recognizing Greg, who had known him for decades, but we all exchanged an old story or two which seemed to comfort him, and he was kind enough to give me his best solemn pose.  We parted ways, Bradley refusing a quick ride the rest of the short way to his house, and me lost in thought about someone who had seen 90+ years of a simple quiet life.
I found out the following year that Bradley had fallen ill and has since passed on, but every ride down that road evokes the solitude of the last walk of the mountain man.

#portraittuesday  by +Laura Balc +Tana Teel 
#historythursday  by +Matt Shalvatis 
#MonochromeMonday +Monochrome Monday by +Hans Berendsen +Jerry Johnson +Manuel Votta +Nurcan Azaz +Steve Barge
#adirondacks   #adirondackfriday
Photo: Had the pleasure of seeing +Michaela McClain  perform live a few nights ago at The Crossroads in Garwood, NJ.   It didn't take much more than her intro and the first few moments of her performance to sum it all up for me: It was as if someone took Norah Jones and Corinne Bailey Rae, and introduced them to a double dose of fun. 

#portraittuesday  hosted by +Laura Balc +Tana Teel 
John Nandor
The Strategist

My contribution to #childrensaturday by +Susan Southard
#sportssunday by +Jörg Seidel +Mike Criss

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