Last weekend there was a pretty bad leak in my bathroom, and the water traveled, causing some speedy dragging of belongings out of closets. I still haven’t restored order, but the upside is that I’m finally sorting through those boxes that remained unpacked after moving, and the piles of papers that get hurriedly shoved into hiding whenever I have guests.
One uncovered treat is the stack of photographs I took in my final semester of art school. And this one seemed right for today, when snow is predicted, and the heater keeps revving up, and the landscape is monochromatic. This is the path to Tyningham beach, not too far from Edinburgh, Scotland. It’s one of my favorite places. The shadows and lush green promise peace as you transition from the fields to the sea, through the forest.