We had been at the hospice with Dave's mother all that week. I stopped to take this as we walked through the park that morning on our way to see her again. It wasn't going to be all that much longer before we said goodbye to her.
We've all seen them, and we've all felt the inexorable pull to stop and browse, perhaps even...
Late summer, 1998: The rain was whipping up outside my office windows. Hurricanes...
This was taken at the Getty Center in LA. I'd spent a few hours there and as the light was...
The park between Camp and Coliseum Streets in the Lower Garden is a nice place to go...