It’s so perfect that I stumbled across this heart in a gas station in West Virginia. I found my first “heart and sole” picture in the same state in 2008. View some of the other “love” I’ve run across.

Rolling in through the town of Marlinton on route 39, I was disheartened to see that the lovely little train depot that had burned in 2008, was in the same state. I was hoping to round the corner to find that it had been rebuilt. I suppose money for such things is probably scarce. The town of Marlinton was empty Read the Rest…

Breathing in deeply, the morning felt cool. As our wheels turned past the silent rolls of hay and red barns of the landscape, I felt like a giant. This was my day and anything I chose to do with it would be spun into gold. With my camera collected from the side of the road, Bill and I hopped on Read the Rest…

In July of 2009 I posted a listing of 3 New York State rides that I would like to take on my motorcycle. I am slightly modifying one of those rides to make a goal for this year. Barnstorming Last week while in Pennsylvania, our travels took us past a handful of Mail Pouch Tobacco barns. There were a few Read the Rest…

When I’m out and about I seem to always see heart-shaped things on the ground while I’m walking… like rocks, holes, ice cream splatters. It started happening often enough that I started taking pictures of them as I go along. This collection of photos documents this.