Sarah's Birthday

"You never comment on any of my work. How am I suppose to know you like it?" I say.

"I do too! I tell you the colors I think are nice..." Sarah says.

"Nope, never heard anything so how would I know what to make you when I don't know what you like."

"I think it'd be cool if you painted on birch bark itself," she says.

And so we take our cameras and go out for a day photographing the light as it descends over railroad tracks, water, and a junkyard of old cars.

Happy birthday friend.