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
welcome spring, come in life
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.