Winter sky in Carolina

Late light --

Autumnal --

Friday night at our house---

Awake, but dreaming, in a nest of kids and blankets and dogs.

Curiosity and love

Today, I'm thinking about portraits and how they are endlessly interesting to me; there is a back and forth between the subject and the photographer that seems to be a blend of curiosity, seeing, and acceptance. It is a quietly amazing process.

In my dream we were always wandering --

I know there's a boat in my future --

 

Crossing the river under a sky thick with ash--

Two people draw close//

Some forces will hold.

Hold on to this --

momentary, toppling, exquisite.

My Dad and I are both crazy for dogs--

Any dog.

Eleanor at the lake

(the girl with summer in her hair)

The scent of sage

opens an old door.

Portrait of my heart as an old juniper

Thinking about the sea tonight / wishing I was there--

Spring evening before the rains return---

My brother, in another summer--

A secret about a secret

It's a dog's life--

She predicts brighter days

Like a new flame --

Twilight and snow--