...week eighteen of 52 photos project...

texture by kim klassen...ohMy.

I remember we sat in the swing on the front porch 

& as the dusk came on us like a song,

 dark throated & sweet, he told me about the beginning 

when we had bones of light & hair that burned like the sun 

& I asked what happened then?

 & I felt him floating there in the soft dark & finally he said we forgot

 & I said I never would, but sometimes I do

 & I understand now why he put his arm around me & said nothing more.

~storypeople

52 photos project

week eighteen.

{light & dark}

the walnut trees.

this year.

have eleven-d-billion walnuts.

and i am not exaggerating.

i wish they would stay.

the awesome green.

but they do not.

just BE.

robin.