My father. There’s nobody in the world I would rather be on a boat with in a storm than this guy. Or in a house during a hurricane. He knows his stuff.
photographs
Dancing before the hurricane
We went out to my parents’ boat on Thursday afternoon to take off the sails in preparation for her to be hauled. The harbor is already emptying quickly. Trailers are driving up and down the streets. There are no batteries anywhere to be bought. On the boat, the children danced.
Another August sunset
Another sky whose light comes from beyond the reach of our eyes. From beyond the realm of our logical minds. I love it.
Sunset
Late-summer sunset, Lake Champlain, August 2011. The world is turning towards fall, a rotation I feel deep inside.
5 hours
He sat like this for five and a half straight hours, I swear.