Waiting

I do a lot of waiting these days: waiting for inspiration, waiting for more time, waiting for the phone call telling me my mother has left this world, waiting to get home, waiting to go back, waiting, waiting, waiting for this election to be over.

These last few days, after a sweet, dense, and important visit with my parents and UK relatives, I’ve been waiting for something I wanted to write about. But nothing’s come, so I’m sending photos I took while I was on the east coast. I’ll get back to writing next week. Have a good weekend, everybody. Love, Bar

A rose in Narberth

A bee in my mother’s garden

Earth’s lifetimes in stone at Ashokan Reservoir, upstate NY

Waiting for the comet on the Ashokan Reservoir. It was a no-show, but…

…from a bridge on the other side…there she was

then the next night…

Fall is here