I am going through something that’s hard to explain, but I think you may be going through it too. My worldview is crumbling and it feels like everything is zigzaggy (unmoored? untethered? uneasy? out of sorts? akimbo?).
Throughout these Times of Covid, I’ve been able to photograph my pregnant daughter and her dog from a safe social distance out on their front porch. Now that baby Avery has arrived, I get to share the fun photo series. She was conceived and born during this international pandemonium and we are thrilled that everyone is safe and happy.
My life ended ten years ago. But it’s okay; I got over it.
That morning, I guest-lectured in a friend’s class at MSU, had some pizza with her husband, played a quick round of golf with him, then at 3:30 pm, June 9th, 2010, my doctor dropped a death sentence on me.
His sentence was, “This is not a death sentence.”Read More
The yin and yang of popcorn. Photo illustration by Rodney Curtis
I’m popping popcorn. Standing at the stove, I slowly turn the little handle on our ancient popper as one or two kernels escape the vat. It’s unusual for me to be doing this at this hour, 4:30 in the evening. As the kernels twirl, the emotions swirl behind me.
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