
Buddy Cat was in hog heaven this morning, sprawled out in front of the fire in the wood stove. He's been there all day, which is a good place to be on a December first, when even the sun is cold.
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag