"Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving.  What you have caught on film is captured forever . . . it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything." ~ Aaron Siskind

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  • Sun, 01 Jan 2023 02:54:14 +0000

    The Bargain
    Nina let me know this morning as we were snuggling in bed. These past few weeks have seen a steep decline, and today she made it clear. “Okay,” I whispered. “I gotchu.” This is the bargain we make for the pup-human bond, and I promised her I would uphold my end of it. So this … Continue reading →

  • Wed, 20 Jul 2022 15:36:48 +0000

    It’s been awhile but …
    I’ll be back more regularly. I’m retiring from my job at the beginning of September! In the meantime, here’s Nina in her 14-year-old glory. I do love this girl.

  • Mon, 20 Dec 2021 17:27:21 +0000

    Pogonip Turtle
    December 20, 2021No… not a real turtle.

  • Sat, 11 Dec 2021 18:41:51 +0000

    Eulogy
    My mother died on June 12th of this year. She was 87 and weighed less than that at her death. Were it not for a nurse in the nursing home letting is slip that the “cancer had come back” I may not have had any time at all to emotionally prepare for her passing, for … Continue reading →

  • Sat, 27 Mar 2021 19:49:25 +0000

    Haven’t done this for awhile
    I’m finally old enough for Medicare.

  • Mon, 28 Dec 2020 02:57:04 +0000

    Nina, Dec 27, 2020
    Taken in our backyard this morning while the frost was still on the grass. ISO 400; 40mm; 1/80s; f 2.8

  • Tue, 15 Dec 2020 20:18:07 +0000

    Farewell
    Our loud, brave, loving girl. First out of the closet, bravest of the litter. Never cowed by the big dogs, you wove yourself between their legs just as you wove yourself into our hearts. We love you forever.   Jezebel Aug 5, 2003 – December 15, 2020  

  • Sun, 13 Dec 2020 17:50:58 +0000

    Eyeing the inevitable
    She didn’t eat last night. She didn’t holler at me this morning for her morning meal. She merely took a trip to the litter box, vomited up some bile, then went back to her pillows by the heater grate. She’s very quiet this morning, and my heart is starting to break.

  • Sun, 13 Dec 2020 04:36:50 +0000

    Fuzzy
    My daughter’s cat. December 8, 2020

  • Tue, 08 Dec 2020 21:45:30 +0000

    More Jezzie
    Her far-away look stops me . . .