Devoured

Long past the days of hiding chocolate chip cookies from young children, this old tin now sits semi-concealed along the interurban trail in Bellingham, slowly being devoured by rust.   I took this a while back on a photo walk with Andy.  Sometimes, when I find something I like, I don't tell him about it until after we …

Knock Knock

"Knock knock," Ella says. I know the routine.  "Who's there?" "Boo..." she continues. I then ask her the only appropriate question, "Boo who?" "Boo penguin!"  She giggles, knowing the joke makes no sense, but she can't remember how it actually goes.  But  she's five and it's cute, and I love her to pieces.  We spend the …