Posted on 04/22/2014 1:12:02 PM PDT by lowbridge
Artist and photographer Michael Paul Smith has spent hours upon hours photographing one special town that he holds very dear to his heart. There is something that always drew him to it, and the images he created are simple, but stunning. They glow with small-town charm and innocence, reminiscent of days and decades past.
The town he photographs is quaint and beautiful.
Its like each picture tells a story of how life used to be in the United States.
Theres not much going on in these pictures, but its obvious that this town is nothing but charm.
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Neat!
A cheap binocular microscope will allow you to do amazing stuff, and you’d be amazed how steady your hands can be when everything is magnified.
I’ve been meaning to try those, I think I will pick up a set the next time I see one. (If I see them that is...:-) )
Very nice.
You live in a small town where everybody knows you by name, from the mailman to the policeman to the bank teller at the small town bank (and he looks a lot like Jimmy Stewart).
You own a home on a tree-lined street and you walk about 7 blocks "downtown" to work each day, where you work a non-descript job for a decent salary. You take your lunch at one of the several diners in the downtown area, where you are a regular and everybody knows your name.
You leave work at a decent hour and you stop along the way home to have a beer or two with the guys. Beer is 50 cents a draft. You might shoot a game of pool or darts.
You then go home to a wife that looks like Donna Reed and you have a full meal waiting for you with two or three well-scrubbed and well-behaved children. After dinner, you take the dog for a walk (a golden retriever) around the neighborhood. You then settle in for some newspaper reading or perhaps the Ed Sullivan Show. Or a ballgame.
You spend your Saturday mornings in the garage, fussing with your stylish automobile. Maybe waxing it or changing the oil. You make a few repairs around the house. Neighbors come by to say hello. You get invited to a cookout and spend the afternoon eating burgers and hot dogs and sipping some beers while the kids swim in the outdoor pool or get up a game of baseball in a nearby field.
On Sundays, after church, you take the family on a long drive in your stylish automobile. Maybe to a picnic. Maybe to the beach.
Then on Monday morning, your perfect week starts all over again.
Was such a life every possible or does it only exist in our dreams?
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