Red and Steel
My Daughter’s Questions
At four years, when she asked, “Why do birds sing?” I realized how old I’d become. I mean, really, when was the last time I conceived a question so fundamental?
Continue readingPaddleboard Sparkles
A Girl’s Paradox of Time (1min)
Earlier on it wasn’t so much that she didn’t care; it’s just that it didn’t matter. She had more than enough.
Continue readingThey Wash Away (85sec)
An Airport Soiree (50sec)
American Beech and Snow
Walking the Dog
Autumn Footbridge
Red and Pumpkins
