Form and color

It was an overcast day and somehow it made the golden colors

of this tree even richer.

The mist adds to the dreamlike quality of it.

When the colors are gone we have to learn to love the

subtleties of greys and browns.

Can it be?

Oh my.

What you find when you go through old family papers.

These are from a stack of letters I wrote my parents while I was

1000 miles away at the State University of Iowa.

I loved it there.

But I missed my family terribly. We were very close.

If these had been emails, I wouldn't be photographing them today.

Nor would I have the chance to revisit evidence of how close we were

and how happy I was.

I think it is a very sad state of affairs.