idaho summer camp 2015
we usually arrive at the lake at twilight, when the no-see-ems are flying in moving clouds and the sky still has after-sunset pinks and blues. we pull off the main road and sawyer… Continue reading
I met Debbie in high school. I have so many memories of her and I: in Seattle, in cars, in guatemalan skirts, in the grass at outdoor concerts. And then we grew up… Continue reading