visiting the dead

as a kid i never understood why tv shows always buried the dead in the ground...

this is one of my family's tombs

yoga with mom

New Orleans

my view during many conversations

many times, i sit in my car continuing a phone call from the drive home. as i talk i regularly stare at this view (usually sans snow). these conversations have ranged from light and funny to heart wrenching; as i glance up on any given day and see this view, sometimes a portion of conversations-past pop into my head. on this day, the juxtaposition of the light snow and the barbed wire caught my attention enough to take a photo.

waiting to sweat...some more

waiting to sweat