[Found bird’s nest, Berkeley, CA] The moments collect, each unremarkable on its own. But together they add up to something remarkable: things are different now. The natural-sounding quiet around the house. The realization, as the time approaches that we normally would have started making dinner, that we very well could
This began as a short “About” paragraph on Flickr, where I’ve been redirecting my shared photographs from IG (F you, Zuckerberg, and the capitalist horse you rode in on). Then it became a treatise offering myself something of an explanation of how it has come to be that I
On Tomales Bay, CA, 2011 A month ago yesterday, I left the job I’d been at for eight and a half years. They were eight and a half meaningful ones, spanning the anchor leg of my kids’ childhoods. It was very much the right job to be doing, striking
