here's my winter whites III. I've just spent 1 hour trying to manipulate a photo to make lightning bolts come out of an image of napolean's face...it was so neat-looking in my head... anyway I found this pretty image of the forest taken around christmas time which will have to do for today. what I should have done was take a picture of the backs of my hands which are ashen lately from winter weather and too much bleach..
another whitish picture of a little flower eric must have pressed in the dictionary last year. I came across this book under a pile of saipua junk in back today and found a slew of pressed leaves and flowers inside. they are incredibly delicate and lovely, and I was touched at how meticulously he pinned them between the pages. one of the many reasons I love him so much.