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Monthly Archives: January 2016

Susquehanna River at Pequea, 1/9/2016

Susquehanna River at Pequea, 1/9/2016

Been back on the east coast for nearly a month now, back to the landscape of my childhood. The time here has been filled with emotion—dealing with the ravaging’s of aging and cancer, while at the same time, enjoying the comfort of family and old friends.

 

Susquehanna River at Pequea, 1/9/2016

Susquehanna River at Pequea, 1/9/2016

 

Yesterday, I had a few hours of uncommitted time. The day was gray and misty—typical winter weather here. I decided to head to Pequea, on the Susquehanna River, not far from the farm I grew up on, a place I saw every school day from the bus for 12 years. My recollection is that the river was, even then, a place of stillness and mystery. After moving away from the county, I returned to the river to photograph many times.

 

Susquehanna River at Pequea, 1/9/2016

Susquehanna River at Pequea, 1/9/2016

 

Yesterday on the river, the light was ethereal—not a word often used—but the only word that I can think of to describe both the landscape and my state of mind.

 

Susquehanna River at Holtwood, 1/9/2016

Susquehanna River at Holtwood, 1/9/2016

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