Today’s Distraction

Today’s Distraction

Today’s distraction was yard work. My yard guy was here today, so I decided to jump in and get dirty myself. Mostly moving dead plants from the deck and putting pots away for the winter. I usually wait until more plants die and use the deck into the fall. But I just didn’t feel like it this year. I don’t…
Washed Away by the Rain

Washed Away by the Rain

I wasn’t prepared for how his ashes would arrive, I guess I hadn’t thought about it. I was getting the free scatter container, so I assumed it might be no different than something the Amazon guys bring. But the vet brought it by personally and it was this nice little gift bag, and his ashes are in a container in…
Quiet Waters

Quiet Waters

I have always seen grief like the waves of the ocean. At first, they slam you hard and even knock you off your feet. But each successive wave gets smaller and easier to endure until you’re standing in a gentle wake and your pain has been washed out to sea, leaving you with just the memory of the storm and…
Barney

Barney

You never have to worry about what to say. Nobody knows what to say. Most anything works that conveys a sincere feeling of understanding. And just being there, or in your case, knowing you are there. What doesn’t really help me is the usual platitudes we use at times like this. Like…you know you loved him and he loved you…
The Sun is Still Shining

The Sun is Still Shining

The little guy slid downhill pretty fast. At first the vet thought he just had an upset stomach and gave me some meds. That was last Thursday. But when he continued to not eat, I saw the vet on Saturday. They ran some blood tests and in the words of the vet, his liver was on fire. If it was…
Respite

Respite

My creative effort from yesterday. I was sitting in the garden, enjoying the summer afternoon when Barney decided to join me. For a dog on death row, he is doing remarkably well. I see no evidence of his cancer. I see lots of evidence of his age. He woke me up twice last night to do his business. He wanted…
It’s Like I Always Have You Around

It’s Like I Always Have You Around

I didn’t realize your hair had changed. So, I went back to look at the recent photos I just took and found these that I hadn’t processed. So many lovely moments. I feel rather fortunate (as opposed to lucky) to be a photographic artist. I can make images that will constantly remind me of friends like you. It’s like I…
What Will I Be When I Grow Up?

What Will I Be When I Grow Up?

Birthdays are weird. When I younger I used to wonder what I would be when I grew up. I spent much of my youth dazed and confused, even my time at Hunter/Miller. At a certain point I realized I was grown up and this was my life. The next phase was working on getting my act together. The pieces all…
Thought Walks

Thought Walks

I understand feeling like a lump sometimes. I get that way too at times. Especially after a visit from a friend like you. For a few days my life is much fuller and takes me away from my caregiver life. And after you leave, there is a void that is hard to fill. I start projects too, that often languish.…
Visual Breadcrumbs

Visual Breadcrumbs

I am glad you picked up on my emotional bookmark comment. I feel very strongly about that. I can distinctly remember making most of my images, or what was going on at the time or what someone’s story was. Each image transports me back to that moment, like a bookmark to a passage in a book. It’s a pretty cool…