an amazing evening of spontaneity. our beloved neighbors gathered on the porch, with a fire and hockey playoffs. loveliness doesn't come any more wonderful than this night. tom brought a tv out to the porch and streamed the hockey game. we cuddled under quilts on the porchswing. the fire was smoky enough to keep the mosquitoes away. the boys sat in chairs on the grass, intent on the hockey and tending the fire. and i felt so very canadian. naomi fell asleep with the swaying of the swing. and we had the stars on. we made plans and talked about our hopes and fears, like we always do. and ultimately we felt the happiness of sitting under the gray night sky together.

driving home today from working on the house, our little world was spinning in this fabulous light. my camera was sitting on the seat beside me, so i grabbed it and started shooting. some of my favorite photos are taken while i'm driving. i think it's because i have to give up control entirely. i am concentrating on the road, and the other cars. i'm not even taking the pictures. it's really just the camera. i decide after the fact which ones i like. while i'm shooting i don't even look where i'm shooting or know what i'm getting. i have to just hope for the best. there is always a different sort of freshness about these photos. they are in charge. and i love them for it.
tom is watching hockey. i sort of am. edgar is snoring on the couch beside me. i have laundry to do while tom does the garbage. this weekend has worn me out!