Monthly Archives: February 2011
A six-year-old’s riff on the hood.
And then there are the neighborhoods I carry around in my brain– Brontë, Dickens, London, Card, Stegner, Wells (Dan, not Herbert George).
I drove past this man as he was garbage-can and dumpster-diving in the alleyways about a mile from my street.
I don’t know why I’m a week ahead on the assignments but it seems like other people are posting W3 pictures when I’m posting W4’s. This is a small video clip of my neighborhood at night. I wasn’t sure how … Continue reading
My church neighborhood