Blog
and artistic attempts
The Leaves of Ireland
Aunt Rose said Grandma was a liar. If you dropped me into this scene as a child, I might have agreed.
Smoking in the Woods
The sensation of nicotine and late summer air hitting eleven-year-old lungs is as close to heaven as I’ll ever come.
Fun in the Wide Shot
The Wide Shot should have been your first clue to watch from a distance. A far distance.

