Now there's a plow from the days when men were men.
Nancy, I don't need to meet you. I know all about you already! One in every big city.
What do they do with their seaplanes when the lake freezes?
Took this pic from the bike... stupider than texting.
If you look closely, the siding looks like fish scales. A motel/fish. Fishy motel?
An upscale-fly in-to-your-house neighborhood. Jim looks majestic, doesn't he?
A restaurant in Homer started with this humble van, cooking it up on the Homer spit.
Beauty, beauty everywhere.
A rather typical Alaskan's yard.
Once a boat, now a landscape feature.
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Stay tuned Thursday for my all time favorite highway sign, and a Rant.