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Gardener

according to the season she loved to burn and loved to grow.

I own a solace shut within my heart,
A garden full of many a quaint delight
And warm with drowsy, poppied sunshine; bright,
Flaming with lilies out of whose cups dart
Shining things
With powdered wings.–Amy Lowell Behind a Wall 1912

Robin

girl in hat in desert — Artist in the Desierto de Chihuahua, land of social distance.

Bill

Rotarian, rider, country-boy — sun and moon and stars

Moving day

Line took note, accoutrements of household were migrating out into the tall grass.

She got in the semicircle

Leaving Rosni — Made it onto the moving truck. That is Scott on the right. He has helped every time I’ve moved.

Mildly ectatic

37th Frame

grandfather & granddaughter — I used to primarily shoot 35mm 36 exposure TriX. I cut and stored the film in strips of six. The extra frames, (37-39) they avoided being cataloged. They fell behind the furniture, collected dust. This is one such… Bill & HP

through a glass, clearly

photo by ATL. Me and my dad carrying cameras, good dog in the background. In God’s pocket.

Sams

creatives — Sam and Sam

Loser

The LanCoVa Supervisors voted unanimously to grant a special exception for an industrial use (marine construction) in the middle of a residential neighborhood. I am dumbstruck, in search of a land use guru who can explain how this action was anything other than arbitrary and capricious given the existing Lancaster County zoning code.

Grandfather and Granddaughter

I’ve been scanning old negatives. The window into the past is contact sheets, but if a negative is dreadfully under or overexposed, the image will not be visible. So I saw this composition once, in 1983 when I took the photo. Yesterday I saw it a second time. My father and his granddaughter. A good man. Letting the sleeping baby lie. Photo from Providence RI, the Hidden Street house.
This was the twins first foray north of the Mason Dixon line.