Well, here I am again, back to post the rest of my backlogged Project 365 photos. In case you mistakenly thought I was sane, I must confess that for some reason I really love that the first photo in this set is right on April 1st. Something about that seems really neat and tidy, to have it be the fi
I realized earlier today that it's been nearly a month since my uncle died (Monday will mark one month). I feel like I've been in some kind of alternate reality time travel situation over the last month. It at once feels like yesterday and an eternity since my family's life was so disrup
I don't know how I'm doing. I guess I'm doing OK most of the time. Which is to say -- I'm probably not OK, but I keep it below the surface most of the time so that I can go ahead with my everyday life. It's one of those things. Grief is weird. I'm ready to be over it, but
At the World Center for Birds of Prey, 2007 His nickname for me was "Spug" or "Little Spug." When he answered the phone, he'd always say "Hey there, kid!" When I was born, he had just turned 22 years old. That 22 year age difference always felt like les
Well, another two weeks has passed, and I haven't been able to get it together enough to write any other blog posts. My ongoing failure in this regard is pretty silly, but I've definitely been busy. I think what's holding me up has been the idea that I need to write about my trip. What
GAH! I have meant to write so many blog posts between the last post and now, but I've been really busy shooting a music festival and all the other stuff that I do all the time (work, etc) -- plus, I've really been thinking deeply about creating meaningful content on the internet, and not jus
