Scanning the old files tonight, seeing duplication, and deletion too--photos I thought I would find but could not. And then this, from last year, shortly before the second baby was born. Skin, oh glory. This photo came back to me like church bells, the sound of something so lovely drifting across the lawn outside a church, down the street, and up to my window, waking me in the morning, music hovering above me like breath. These two that I love. Their skin and hands all at once, in this moment, a new song.
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