"Sometimes paper is only paper," my mother says. "Words are just words. Ways to capture the real thing. Don't be afraid to remember that."
I know what she means. Writing, painting, singing - - it cannot stop everything. Cannot halt death in its tracks. But perhaps it can make the pause between death's footsteps sound and look and feel beautiful, can make the space of waiting a place where you can linger without as much fear. For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey there between footsteps makes up our lives.
Reached - Ally Condie
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
August in Pictures
smokey skies
Minidoka National Historic Site, ID
Minidoka sign
Minidoka bunkhouse
feather
swimming hole
fence
Boise nature center, and story walk path
Boise nature center
Boise nature center sculpture
sculpture close up
sculpture
Craters of the Moon
smoke, lava, mountains
smoke. lava, mountains
tree
type of buckwheat, growing in lava bed
lava, smoke, mountains
lava bed
lava bed
packing (alien cat?)
boxes
empty
empty
Headframe
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