Surprised by Snow One day you finally knewwhat you had to do, and began,though the voices around youkept shoutingtheir bad advice –though the whole housebegan to trembleand you felt the old tugat your ankles.“Mend my life!”each voice cried.But you didn’t...
Sand Dunes with Melting Snow “If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn’t need to lug around a camera.” – Lewis Hine It’s been almost a year since I photographed the sand dunes in the San Luis Valley. I’m very good at getting out there and...
The Winter of Listening What is precious inside us does not care to be known by the mind in ways that diminish its presence. What disturbs and then nourishes has everything we need. What we hate in ourselves is what we cannot know in ourselves but what...
Pretend You Are a Dog “Here’s why I will be a good person. Because I listen. I cannot speak, so I listen very well. I never interrupt, I never change the course of the conversation with a comment of my own. People, if you pay attention to them, change the direction of...
