sum sum.

summer summary.

sleeping bags.

silverton.

stars, moon, sun.

in the fleet-ish-ness of it all my camera gathered dust.

sacred moments.

silly moments.

stretching. lots of soul stretching.

memories captured instead into who we are all becoming. like light energy absorbed into our very skin.

i tend to mark my summers with a singular theme or event. like the summer of zion singing. or baby-finn summer.

this summer was farm-summer.

thankfully i did take a few pictures of that adventure (coming soon).

the farm experience (and associated people/animals/plants/everything) we had has given me new breath and voice and enthusiasm.

senses stimulated.

so, summer. summery summary.

summed.