May 24
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

well, I know where my head’s at today.

You can tell a good deal about how a person lived life by the size and shape of the hole he leaves. Steve left a huge hole, and so many people showed up to remember him and hug his wife and kids it was astounding to me. The room yesterday at the wake was filled with small knots of people telling Steve Stories, frequently doubled up with hysterics in the retelling. He lived with a huge element of humor in everyday life – constant, casual and easy. People from work, family, friends from all his various sports, all came and said good things about him. The service today was a more formal version, again with stories of jokes he played on others, the precious few jokes played on him, his ways of coping with telemarketers (letting an aluminum siding salesperson talk for half an hour before revealing that the "several small houses" he’d just finished were birdhouses) and his generosity towards everyone. I’m glad I knew him as long as I did. I hope I live as much as he wedged into the time he had.

I am so pleased to be home.

May 23
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

I almost titled this “leaf souls” but I don’t think it is, really.

The background is so textured that the leaves didn’t print well, so I could outline them and not much else.

May 22
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

Once the paint dried, it looked like this.