One of the only shots I got of this howling water dog when I thought I would walk away with hundreds.
The silhouette of more summer memories in the Midwest.
The land of 10,000 lakes and people who will look you in the eye, ask how you’re doing and be genuinely interested in the answer.
The last year of my life with a three at the beginning, says my older brother who is older and also is older than I am.
For old time’s sake: DUCKSTHS! SO MANY DUCKSTHS!
The smell of the lake and bodies covered in DEET.
Making blue, purple, red and orange memories. With worms.
So much water for the three of us who are much more used to sagebrush and tumbleweeds.
This water dog is teaching my water dog a few new tricks.
Celebrating the Fourth with friends and a short lesson in our ancestry.