Screen Shot 2014-08-17 at 4.01.52 PM


This weekend, I started writing. Agnes said, “Let’s go.” We went. Paddled. Pitched the tent. Decided to sleep under the stars. Heard loons, owls and coyotes. Thought we could more-or-less spend the rest of our life in that moment. Got up early and paddled back. Saw some loons. Made it home in time for the protest.


IMG_2848 IMG_2861 IMG_2899 IMG_2929 IMG_2965 IMG_3005