Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Everyday is so intense. It's the reason we choose the profession and the reason we leave the profession. Sometimes I want to wake up and shuffle papers.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

I went to the frozen river and watched my dogs find dead things showing up in the spring melt.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Ice sculpture garden.

As usual it was a cold evening and the streets were relatively quiet. Dinnertime quiet. Most people were at home with their families fixing something on the stove top.