i am getting ready for another move. and rather than packing everything as it lies, this presents a perfect time to sort and organize and discard and reduce. for i am a pack rat. i will not deny it. personally, i think it is entirely genetic, as my father is just as much of a hoarder as i.
so today i started into the boxes of letters and photographs that have been stacked in my closet, atop my chest o’ drawers. out of so many packs of photos, i’ve brought it down to a manageable stack about five inches thick, ready for some industrious soul to album-ize. many of them surprised me, doing what photos are meant to do, to crystalize a moment for later viewing.
here are two.
