The canyon on this overcast morning


It feels wonderful and calming. I am infinitely renewed.


This is my father

I was born when my father was 60. He was by then retired and I spent a lot of time with him. I credit him for what bits of sanity I have. I credit him for my ability to accept people as they are. I credit him for being my real example of unconditional love. This is his birthday and deathday month. (an aside, why isnt deathday a word??) I miss him every day and am so lucky to have had him in my life.

My godmother, who I was named for, used to say I have his eyes.