First Call: Ghostly Graveyard — Cheryl Poem in October It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbor wood And the mussel pooled and the heron Priested shore The morning beckon With water praying and call of seagull and rook And the knock of sailing boats on the net […]

The Call: Frozen this Time — Cheryl When I don’t feel like wandering far from home, I can step out my front door, walk down the road less than half a mile, and take pictures of the creek. The Response: Eternal Rest — Jessica The final end of all our wanderings… Not trying to be […]

The Call: Happy Birthday, Tommy! — Jessica Today he is an authentic six year old — accept no imitations! (We don’t normally run around without shirts. He requested waffles for his special birthday dinner and then spilled some sticky syrup on himself.) Response: Tilt-Shift Imitation — Cheryl A few months ago, I discovered tilt-shift photography […]