Dear Reader,

Over Thanksgiving I found my brother-in-law reading a book of poetry in the middle of the children running around, football game blaring in the background. He asked me to come take a look at something and pointed at this poem, nodding approvingly. I read it and made a note of it.

In one way, this is all I’ve tried to do with my photography, for twenty years now - put to prose I couldn’t match. In fact, sometimes I think I pick up a camera just so I have a sort of socially acceptable excuse to do what Davies urges us to do. So many times I press the shutter button and think that the picture itself is superfluous. I’ve already had the opportunity to see, and for that I am grateful. As the new year comes I hope to do a better job, recognizing that, like most people I know, it is a constant struggle to do so. 

A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare. 

Indeed.

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