“Oregon sheep and shepherd going early to pasture.” by S.H. Marshall, my great-grandmother on my mother’s side. There’s a story to go along with this picture. But it’s not about the Oregon shepherd himself, or the woman who photographed him, somewhere’s about the early decades of the 20th century, though
Date night.  [It’s A month o’ photos at LD. Here for words only? Please check back in June 1.]
For me personally, basically two ways: kid #1 and kid #2, seen above doing collaborative improv music-making this morning before elder of the kids went off to preschool. Â In a kid-carrier pulled behind a bike. Â We’re trying. Â Basically, I worry a ton more about the planet’s condition when they