the frozen mississippi from the cabin backdoor.
for three years the soundtrack has been sadness. at times it has been a subtle background noise, other times it has been deafening. still, deep down, i am grateful. to know such intense sadness, one has had to have known an equally great joy. i have.
capricious just captured my entire education in one blog
capricious:
this is getting circulated among my law/grad school friends… HA.
would you believe that worldly torments have yet to discover this place
a couple of shots from the road last week
A perfectly good quiet place. (That I infect with loads of noise.)
if you haven’t explored this man’s catalog, do so.
