I read stories these days of people who are leaving bad jobs, tired relationships, selling house and/or business and hitting the road in trailers or camper vans: conscious, well-considered decisions to unhook from old programming and step forward into a new sense of freedom. That can mean anything.
This new website feels like a new house to me. I’m finding new rooms to work in every time I upload material, and my library of photo stories is still here to dip in to when needed.
It moves as I do, grows as I do. I’m overjoyed.
The first few hours of the year 2020 are dressed with finely sifted snow. No hollering or screeching of tires, just the old trees rumbling peacefully in Gage Park. Some fireworks to the northwest begin at 11:55 and continue for fifteen minutes. I sense a breathing out in the world, like a photographer does, after […]
Annoyed – that on April 10th at 6:45 am the wonderful deep drenching spring rain turned to heavy wet snow before my eyes. I don’t have a picture for this post because I was too annoyed to take one – you’ll just have to imagine the soggy, cold, icy slop of it and feel my […]
I dig into the Brahms E minor cello this morning and find myself swimming strong in a strong river – a great deep and fast and roiling that collects and contains a watershed of stories as it carves it’s way through the land. Why, Mr. Brahms. It is good to meet you here from across […]
I’ve had early morning conversation with one of my rarely seen Incredibles, who is now off to work. Two others flop in their beds – they will be vertical, and then verbal, soon. but hang on – the snow is blowing from left to right through the alleyway behind my head. Horozontal snow is normal […]
A fog-laden wind sifts through tree boughs to the northwest. Into my left ear the presto drip of snowmelt on metal roof is punctuated by a random slide, thunk of heavier stuff pulled to ground. On my lap, the steady, thundering purr of kitten. The dark outside is thick with visible air, like stirred winter […]
My desk is in a new place – not sure I like it yet. To my right, a pile of ash and cherry lumber, drywall, moor vents, a roll of typar, a garbage bag full of roxyl & strips of R20 styrofoam. A rolled-up rug, boxes of Christmas decorations from 2 years ago. To my […]
I woke in my bed this morning at 6:15, just in time to feel something shift. Winter solstice dawns today with fine fine snowfall out of white into white. Even the trees are disappearing – their branches look like fine pencil lines now. I’m watching the snow fall, listening to the incredible Mychael Danna soundtrack […]
The rain on our tin roof keeps me dreaming past the appointed 6 am, then 7am, and even the waking realization of this isn’t jarring. Now coffee’d and downstairs beside the fire, I gaze out the window where the cat uncurls into a stretch. It really should be snow, but the effect is the same: […]
Here are two voices that ring true for me in response to the shootings in Connecticut – please read what they have written with your best self, and think about it. Then decide what your part of the solution will be. From Morgan Freeman (or I’d like to think so – maybe this is some […]