Ferns and photos

Reunited with old friends, Deborah and Deborah, for a wet walk in the woods. We got rained on and I never warmed up for the rest of the day. A reminder of one of the reasons I left Oregon. The winters are too wet and cold for me. The cold stays in my bones all day long. In Montana, the temperature can be below zero, but it stays out of my bones. 59944EF6-5CEB-408F-8B72-C0351E73A79F

Late afternoon, I meet my friend, Beth, at the Natural History Museum . I was moved from the moment I saw the eyes of an indigenous woman who’s pain seemed familiar. Maybe she too, had experienced loss of family. Dana Gluckstein

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