Sunday, August 15



CHRYSANTHEMUM
On the dining table. They seem to glow, powered by some inner energy source.

Friday, August 13



TRANQUILITY
My friend Elisa stopped by with her seven week old son. There is something so elementally tranquil about having your universe encompassed by a loving parent's arms.

Wednesday, August 11



LATE NIGHT
Making the lunches, refrigerator humming and Daisy the Cat begging for scraps. Very peaceful.

Monday, August 9



PERFECTLY ASLEEP

Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace.
Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,
While the stars burn, the moons increase,
And the great ages onward roll.

Tennyson

Sunday, August 8



HENRY AND THE ATLANTIC

Friends recently invited us to visit them in Loveladies, New Jersey. We had perfect weather, and Henry really became "one with the waves". My friend Kim said that it seemed like he was communicating with the sea in some language to which we are mostly deaf. Well, she said it more poetically than that, but I have three young boys and my memory is shot!

Sunday, August 1



FOUND
For some reason, it is very hard to keep up with the cucumbers. They hide beneath the large floppy leaves, stealthily growing like mad. Then you wake up to find your cukes are no longer the tender little gherkin size you love, but are hanging there heavily like big green zucchinis.