Wednesday, April 21, 2010

I'm writing this so I never forget. Xander under the lavender blanket, the sun pouring through the dining room window (though it probably won't stay sunny), the dishwasher sloshing and roaring, the feeling of contentment and excitement at the same time. The one thing missing is Gary, up so very far north where the polar bears live.
This is how I take a picture. Gary shoots things with his camera to capture them for generations and I expel what I see into words. Sometimes they're pretty and sometimes they have warts on their chin. I'll wince at a weird face, a wonky double chin, a tacky outfit. But it's there. In words. Flattering or no.

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