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Just Play it Cool: Nighttime Shots along the Long Island Sound

Just Play it Cool: Nighttime Shots along the Long Island Sound

Given this unseasonably cool weather we’re having, it’s hard to believe we’re in the tail end of August. Tonight was an exceptionally lovely 64 degrees. As the chilled air passed through my jacket, I felt like I was suddenly in another place in time. It won’t be long now before the nights all feel this way, when the green of the leaves makes its exit and the first day back to school will be nothing more than a memory. Do you ever wish that you could just slow time down?

Long Island Night time photograph

Aprilia RS250 and Triumph Speed Triple
‘Why are you standing like a Muffler Man?’

Aprilia RS250: Fogging for Mosquitos

Aprilia RS250: Fogging for Mosquitos

Kenny and his beautiful Aprilia RS250

My darling boy fogs for mosquitoes on his way in to the office today. I was hoping to get a candid picture of him leaving without him seeing me. I’m pretty sure that I wasn’t detected through the cloud of blue smoke as he got his little Italian girlfriend hot. That right there is a boy in love.

The Stuff that Dreams are Made Of

The Stuff that Dreams are Made Of

Life is funny. You never know when you will turn the corner and have the imprint of a dream that will steer the events of your life. You can just be moseying along and something will sneak up on you and crawl into your psyche and just wait patiently, quietly moving you through your life, making things happen without you even realizing that you are working towards the achievement of a goal. Sometimes I wonder if it really is the act of achieving this thing whatever it may be, or if it is just the delicious act of dreaming itself that keeps you going?

I find it kind of funny too that your own DREAMS, these things that can passionately drive you, can hold absolutely no value whatsoever to someone looking in from the outside. They can simply listen to the talk about something that sets your heart alight and go… ‘That’s it, huh?’

I recently saw a dream come to fruition. That feeling of being happy that someone else is happy can really be just like you’re experiencing the joy yourself. Is this something that we only learn to do in adulthood or when you make the leap in to parenthood maybe? I don’t remember ever feeling that way as a young person.

Who doesn’t have a list of somedays? Can you be that person that makes someday happen tomorrow? I guess maybe the answer more often than not is really sometimes. Maybe my someday is tomorrow. I think I’ll keep working on that.

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