Four pictures from the photograph box.
A few words I wanted to put beside them.
Some streets deserve to be taken slowly. Nothing to catch, nothing to count. Just enough light to see the way ahead.
For L. — I like the world better with you in it.
a small dedication, folded into an ordinary day.
A window can hold a whole evening: a little light, the room behind you, the city doing its own thing outside.
There are so many ordinary days I want to share with you. The quiet ones count, too.
for L.
I like a photograph that leaves a little space around things. Somewhere for the evening to keep going after the shutter closes.
A practice-room reminder: leave enough room for the person beside you.
There is a clarinet part on the stand. Some things are worth taking the long way home for.
An older picture, tucked into October. I kept it for the way snow makes even a familiar street feel worth looking at again.
Not every page needs a big event. Sometimes it is enough to have someone you want to show the picture to.
L., this one's for you.