“…to Covington?”

I pulled out my headphones and looked up.

“Sorry, do you know which bus goes to Covington?” he repeated.

Say what you will about the tenants of “Dudeism,” but at least it’s an ethos.

So, to speak.

I guess.

Got some inspiration back in 2017, got it again nearly a decade later.

As the landmark gardens at the conglomerate’s global headquarters prepare to undergo a renovation, here’s how they looked at the end of their first life.

When a headline leads to the tale of a forgotten street, a local watering hole, a bowling bus driver, and a trip to the cemetery.

“It’s good knowing he’s out there. 'The Dude.' Taking 'er easy for all us sinners.”

I’ve begun working on a project to upload (almost) everything I’ve shot. In a day and age where social media has become nearly untenable, I’ve found that Flickr is one of the few remaining digital platforms where people can still come across things honestly while sharing their work genuinely.