Bones | East Wenatchee, WA | 2015

The dog lies stretched on the carpet amid a spray of favorite bones. He’s gnawed some of them for years, held them in his paws, sniffed and licked, gone wherever wild smells and tastes could take him. These photos in my lap do the same. Light and shadow, shapes and textures, faces and landscapes — I chew them over to re-taste those experiences, frozen on paper, in memory, in time.