Tell About It

I'm all in favor of faith but when it comes right down to it, we can't really know from whence we came nor what comes after. We have this life. We have this body and mind and spirit and we definitely know that it occurs this once. Don't we have a responsibility to respond to it and manifest that somehow? I don't know which Mary Oliver poem it was but she said: "Instructions for a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it."

This camera stuff is one way I like to tell about it.

Black cherry, bitten, on linen.