Thursday, July 26, 2012
This is the house, the vacation house, the old cottage on the beach, wherein my children play all day long without the benefit of a single screen not made for bugs... the picture is taken from the sand. yes, yes it is.
This is my boy who is 7. gingerly moving his first-day-feet through the rockbound periphery. i'm on his periphery, collapsed on a rock behind him.
and this is what his shadow looks like through a lens. although i don't see it that way most of the time. he is a child of wild anxiety, and overbound with rules and following them. some say it is a characteristic of the oldest, i recognize it as a characteristic I had as a child. (not the oldest) - a different type of shadow.
this is one of the very few shots of myself at the beach, in the morning, at the picnic table... slightly dirty, already sanded, in recline rather than decline.
so i am here, and waiting...
thats as much as i got today.
Posted by Kate Bowie at 9:09 AM