49th Parallel

This is Leigh. A couple of falls back I shot his lovely wedding, which took place smack in the middle of Canada’s breadbasket. The wedding brings back good memories, memories of family members traveling far and wide to come to this little town (Leigh’s family flew in from Australia), of stories told around the living room table while outside in the expansive sky above us geese in great numbers made their southward journey that would eventually carry them far beyond the 49th parallel.

I saw Angela (his wife) and Leigh just a few weeks ago while visiting Vancouver. It’s always good to see old friends. To be reminded that you are known, to remember that you are not alone on this journey.

Some days I have to remind myself that I am not alone.


Blogger Carlene said...

Being known is more than just being an acquaintance isn't it? Its having others who want to do more than enjoy your company. We have a desperate need to be known by those want to dig deep into the substance of our thoughts and feelngs, with a tenderness that truly cares about what they find.
From the content of those who post to your site, I think you have a number who know you.

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