Inside this issue
I am a developmental psychologist, banjo player and an amateur photographer living near Boston, Massachusetts.
The live oak “boneyards” of the southeast coast of the United States hold a deep fascination for me. They are starkly beautiful and often deeply mysterious. They also serve as a metaphor for life on earth. The ocean, having given rise to all life, is now reclaiming these forests as the salt water erodes the land that once supported them.