Jun
06
By the time you read this, I’ll be part cow.
My heart beats differently than most people’s. I’ve known that for quite a while now. I’m not talking metaphorically (necessarily). I have what’s called a bicuspid aortic valve, like 2% of the population. Instead of three flaps regulating the blood flowing into my heart like the rest of you tricuspid folk, I’ve got two. Baby, I was born this way.
Jul
25
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?).
Jan
08
Taylor, Rex and Baby Avery
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.
Dec
01
It was a perfect day for the sausage thief to strike. A dreary-cold Monday after the holiday, presented a golden opportunity for larceny.
When the show simply must go on…
Sep
20
200,000 souls have been lost to Covid-19 in our country alone.
It didn’t have to be this way.
Jun
22
I’m done with reality. Read More
Jun
09
My doctor’s notes from this day, ten years ago.