A great shot of my brother, Joel, and his not-so-little little boy, Corban. I think Corban’s wanting to get up and run around while we were having a gathering. I love Joel’s expression, a sort of calm, collected exasperation.
Because there was a fast-approaching ice storm, we got to come home early from work on Friday. It was sleeting on on the way home, and by the afternoon, everything was fairly well crystallized. Before dinner, we put all the boys in the shower. Just as they were finishing up, the lights flickered a few… Continue reading Winterscape
There is a whole forest hidden in a bed of moss. You ought to take a child and find a patch of the lovely, soft greenery, then get down really close, and watch the wonder in their eyes.
Winter has almost set in completely here. The riotious hues of the leaves have faded and fallen to a brown carpet, and everything begins to look withdrawn, hiding from the frost. Walking through the woods, you find that there is still color, but in small places. The moss is still a vivid green, and contrasts starkly… Continue reading Not gone yet