Flemming turns 29 again today!
Some days ago I had a birthday. My 34th. I am officially in my frighteningly adult sounding mid thirties.
My sister Chris lays emotional claim to my pictures of seagulls. “They’re my birds,” she says of the ones that were in the big book of pictures I once gave her for Christmas.
“It’s about relationships.” That was the refrain looping in my head the entire time.