“Religion confused and excited him. So did artichokes, the federal deficit, women, and suspension bridges.
It didn’t worry him much. Sooner or later, he’d figure things out. After all, he’d be only seventy-three on his next birthday.”
Davey, from his novel The Old Man Looks at Life.
I take photos. I write. My volunteer job is taking photos of rescued dogs and cats transported by the rescue group whose records I manage. Since working and volunteering don’t leave me a lot of time to write, I’m spending 2017 borrowing from what these dogs and cats are writing. They said it’s okay.