Despite the siren call of the shore, I finished my Mindy photo essay. So, now I have time to be, once again—in shore life. I enjoyed sand time with the shore, sea, […]
Despite the siren call of the shore, I finished my Mindy photo essay. So, now I have time to be, once again—in shore life. I enjoyed sand time with the shore, sea, […]
Mindy was three years old when she was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis; her sister was five. They were the youngest siblings in America to be so diagnosed. I met Mindy when I […]
In my previous essay I spoke of watching for whales when I spotted a hat. It begged for a photo, so I stopped and asked the young lady beneath it, “Do you […]
Biking the boards and hoping for whales—I spotted a hat. I asked the young lady beneath it if I could photograph her hat, and she said, “Sure.” She was beautiful, and I […]
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