Category Archives: Daily Drama

There is a natural rhythm to disasters.

First, the storm stuns us with unimagined force and we seek refuge in the safest room in the house. The screaming of the wind almost drowns out the sound of falling branches and the pounding of driven rain echoes on all sides of the house. When it seems like the rain has gone on forever, a tree falls on the house with a deafening crash. I hear my wife Gretchen screaming. Hurricane Isabel has delivered us an unexpected anniversary present and Gretchen was sitting right under the point of impact.

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Fred First has nailed it in another one of his essays. Ephemera

After years of missing great photo opportunities, I finally took to carrying a small digital camera with me whenever I left the house. At first I felt conspicuous with my shoulder bag, but I persisted and in the last two years I have never been without a camera when a situation required one.

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