through this new iPhone I’m using these days. It is so much fun to carry around a high-quality point-and-shoot that can also make calls, play scrabble, and sing songs. The joy! This is a walk through Edmonds, Washington and then some Kingston on the other side of Puget Sound.
for a day and it was great. Light, buoys, walls, wood, lots, and lobster traps. What more would you want on a Saturday?
these shots are moments (and textures) spread out over Furbush family time during thanksgiving and Christmas. Tennis, touch-football, trip to the zoo, and lauren on her laptop after a spontaneously set taco bell-dinner table in a closed shopping center parking lot. You know, the usual.
what do you know, it’s green in washington. Beautiful beautiful green. And grey, and brown.
work flew me to Victoria last weekend where we held a spiritual activism summit. The camera really came out when I attended a walking-lecture that walked itself up to the top of a little hill overlooking the sea. Many of these are from that walk. All in all, greens and blues and oranges and some straws, some flower shadows, a peacock in the park, a compass, some holding hands, some faith. Just great.
We spent a week together at our cabin on the Puget Sound this August and it was the best. The only thing missing was Ross, our favorite brother, but we brought boyfriends and girlfriends to make up for it. We had a daily dose of playing on the tideflats, picking blackberries, baking, eating stuff with cheese on it, hanging out on couches or on the floor near couches, all with mountains, water and the best smelling air in the world as the backdrop. Our favorite place to be. Our favorite people to be with. Except for Ross. Sorry Ross.
Ryan Schroeder, Jamie’s boyfriend, took this next one. I love the layers and the wind of green coming in:
And he took this one, the best photo of Jamie, ever. Always way easier to get good ones when your subjects are in love with you. Very helpful:
it turns out that the most hiked mountain in the world is Mt. Fuji and that the second most hiked mountain in the world is Mt. Monadnock. It felt like it. Rare not to see someone else in front of or behind you on the trail, weird that a usually quiet in-middle-of-nowhere wilderness experience invited the rest of New England, and surprisingly cool and exciting that the summit part of the hike felt like a party. Everyone was there. I didn’t expect to feel that way - I’m used to my views being mostly just my views, you know, it’s a few friends and I silent or talking on the way up and silent or talking at the top. It felt nice to see all the people who weren’t hiking Mt. Fuji that day. This last Saturday was a perfect day for partying.
And for pulling over to browse through antique furniture and ancient Pepsi bottles on tables on dirt lanes on the way. Here, Laur reads from a very old book at a yard sale whose seller has her horse grazing nearby and whose wolf-fur boots from Alaska are half off at $800.
The last photo in this post is of me, shot by Laur.
Took a week off to be outside and see the Gulf of Mexico. Traveling with a fellow photographer makes things better.
