Growing up on a farm was critical: the daily social connections at school, the solitude and family at home. Began snapping friends, family, places.

And I LOVED the smell of flashbulbs and VP.

Living on the farm, the chores, especially coming in to the house at dusk. The relation of farm life to nature.

Since then, music. Traditional, classical, jazz. Old pop.

Dancing.

The Book of Common Prayer. Bonhoeffer.

Travel: meals with strangers. Communicating with folks without a common language.