A Photo Essay by Sonja Bingen
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Life’s Teepees
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Medley of Spring
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Black: A Swallowtail Butterfly
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Stones
a painting by Sonja Bingen, our daughter
Note: This is a companion work to an earlier painting by Sonja, Bay Stones.
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Shining Waters and Sonnet 44
photograph by Sonja Bingen
This photograph was taken after the memorial for Kevin Michael Davis, organized by Sonja and Mary Wood, our daughters, was held at Newport Beach on the tip of Door County in Wisconsin, one of Kevin’s favorite places when he was a child and young adult. This beautiful place looks out on Lake Michigan and is filled with the sounds of birds and lapping of waves on sand and wet, black stones. Passing ships are often small dots on the distant horizon.
Sonnet 44
by Thomas Davis
To sum an individual life with words
is like endeavoring to touch a hand
through shadows on a wall. Like falling sand
words flow around our substance; sounds unheard
dance symphonies of brilliant mockingbirds
into an absence; moments fade into a fairyland.
Our son was loved; he loved; he made a mark
in web design, fought deep depression, wrote
some poems and essays, loved to walk the dark,
taught everyone around him, wore a coat
of many-colors from the spirit of his heart,
and blessed his father, mother as he taught
us courage as he faced life torn apart.
His death left us bereft, alone, distraught.
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Weather Upside Down, a photo essay
Snow came to Continental Divide yesterday and last night. Sometimes it was so thick you could not see the Zuni Mountains out the back window.
Ethel Mortenson Davis’s photograph of flowers blooming as snow fell
Up north in Wisconsin, where Sonja Bingen lives, spring is bursting with intensity.
Sonja Bingen’s photographs
Is the north becoming the south?
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Two Watchers
a photograph by Sonja Bingen
Between Gallup, New Mexico and Continental Divide is a place known as Red Rocks Park. Here red sandstone rises into blue skies spring, summer, winter, and fall, looking out at the land with the almost-not-moving patience of cliffs and earth.
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Empty Nest in a Bush with Thorns
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