Back on the road for work. I haven't left just yet and I'm already missing the family. Here's a large-format film photograph of Val and Henry from our time on the Oregon coast this fall.
God I love film. I know it's just a bit of gelatin and chemicals but for Henry, when he is going grey, it will be a time machine to whisk him back to when the air was cold and the light was golden and his mother could hold him in her arms.