The year rolls on at what seems to be an impossible speed. These photos begin the morning my mother died. They conclude in a period of calm; slipping back into normality.
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141/365 - This was taken the morning of my mother's passing. It was after
we had breakfast. This tulip was just gorgeous, following the curve of
the barrel. |
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| 142/365 - Alex, exhausted, falls asleep on Auntie Neenee. |
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143/365 - Sunday, my mom's memorial.
Alex and his auntie again. |
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| 144/365 - Taking mom's things away. |
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145/365 - Aunt Rosa, my mom's sister made ribs
on Monday. We had a nice dinner. |
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146/365 - Taking my sister to the airport.
We took an obligatory PDX selfie, since
soon, that hideous rug will be gone. |
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147/365 - My mom's apartment -- emtpy.
The desolation of it is so jarring.
One minute you're here, the next, the
rooms are empty. |
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| 148/365 - Alex passed out with Simon |
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| 149/365 - my beautiful son. |
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150/365 - Peonies at the Sandy farmer's
market. |
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| 151/365 - One of the wriggly residents of Johanesen Cottage |
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152/365- Bunnyface. One of my
receiving blanket critters. |
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| 153/365 - Glass texture |
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| 154/365 - Open sign |
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| 155/365 - scrubby cat |
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156/365 - Alex discovers the baby carriages at
Trader Joe's |
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| 157/365 - A tiny sugary universe |
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| 158/365 - Tabletop |
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| 159/365 - My specs |
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| 160/365 - Skirted Tetra, giving me the stink-eye |
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