fields & fields of 'em.

"the road to shelter island"
"farm stands and fields of sunflowers for miles and miles and miles"
"my favorite dress"
"francis couldn't get enough fried chicken"

i will write these on the back of these photos once printed and put them in a box with others, like the ones he took of me by these very same sunnies the summer before the autumn we were married, and i will show our grandchildren someday. i will say things like, "that seems like just yesterday" or "the city would get so hot in august, it did us good to go to water" or "we sure loved road trips" or "i remember we listened to the beatles the whole way," smiling through tears, of course.