As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can. — John Muir
Kentucky
Winter and Spring 2021
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Nashville Wedding
OK — I am trying to play catch-up with my pictures. I find that if I don’t share my photos here, they languish away on my hard drive and nobody (including myself) ever sees them again! It’s now January 2018, but I have some free time, so I’m going back and sharing moments from 2017….
Kentucky Summer 2014
My grandparents home in KY is one of my favorite places in the whole world. Even without my grandmother, Kentucky still feels more “home” to me than where I actually grew up in New York. I miss it pretty much all the time. A few articles have popped up on my newsfeed about Kentucky, starting with the inflammatory “What’s the…
thanksgiving thoughts
“Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like…
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes, they call me on and on across the universe.
Driving alone is a good time to cry. You can sob as loud as you want, turn up the volume when an appropriate song comes on the radio and scream or whisper the words—depending on the type of crying. But you can never completely let yourself go (that kind of crying is best saved for…
Love’s not afraid of what it finds in the dark…
Every night Mama Eula wakes up, gets out of bed, puts on her stockings, shoes and coat, opens the blinds and turns all the lights on. Sometimes she does it multiple times a night. My grandfather usually gets up with her, turns off the lights and tries to get her back to bed. Last night…
all the trees of the field will clap their hands
Insurance Company… My grandmother is not doing well, and as I sit here typing I can hear her answering questions for the insurance company. Right now, the nice lady (loudly and slowly) asks my grandmother if she knows what day it is. Silence. She asks louder. Still, I can’t hear her response. The lady moves…
I’ve got to figure this out before I lose you, love…
“Honey, I want to go home.” I look away from my book to meet her eyes and answer, “we are home.” “No. I want to go…” she motions with her arms in a direction, presumably towards Mount Vernon where she grew up. “This is home now, and we are here together, and we’re going to…
listen to the sound of my shaky heart
Yesterday was a good day. Today is a bad day. This morning I found Mama Eula throwing all of my grandfather’s things away. She’s furious because he’s taken her money and run off with another woman. When I try to explain that he’s coming back soon, Mama Eula’s eyes widen and she usually says, “When he…
Sophia & Mama Eula & Me
Well, we made it through the night, kind of. Mama Eula woke us up at 5am by turning on all the lights in the house. She seemed surprised to find us asleep in our beds. I quickly turned them off and led her outside into the kitchen, allowing S to get back to sleep. My…
