Betsy's Cards, May 21-27
My weekly trip to the CVS for Betsy's photographs has become a quiet ritual of pleasure and letting go. I know she likes them; she has told me so. Her son-in-law, a professional photographer, has admired some of my shots, on which he has commented. But I am the one who most enjoys the process of choosing and composing, folding and gluing, stamping and addressing. It's a way of letting go while celebrating the world she leaves behind.
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