My friend Elizabeth came into Boston on a northeasterly wind and left as quickly as she arrived. We had brunch, and we went wandering for a spell before she continued her journey south.
If you need another case for “it’s the photographer, not the camera”, check out her beautiful pictures and words: thewhales.blogspot.com. It doesn’t matter how fancy your camera is if you can’t “see”.
by Channing
elizabeth hartsig - thanks, c. how i grimace to make something lovely! it was so good to wander & see your wedding-place & squint with you. i miss our friend the french toast. songs want to wing toward you; send the address~ elizaMarch 30, 2009 – 5:43 pm