January 10, 2005
Eileen Foley
Guided by an early edition of Outside Magazine (1981, might have been named Mariah then?), we (Peter, Eileen and Diane) searched the Tamworth area of the White Mountains for a peaceful pothole in which to swim*, but found only rain swollen, turbulent streams. Okay, I did jump in, but I shouldn’t have.
Here, Eileen kicks back.
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*In deference to Adam.
One eye in a book, and one eye on the rushing waters of life, as close as she could get, without getting completely wet. Mind & heart, knowledge and feeling, how one or both, could send us reeling.
A great picture, a fluid door to the memories.
Posted by peter.Not much more to say after Peter's comment, but I do have another photo or two of Eileen. Stay tuned.
Posted by michael.Eileen: her very presence is beautiful. At the time, I was a woman surrounded by beautiful women. (See the woman with Chris Schreiber, below.) (I should have been the one to jump in that treacherous pothole.)
Posted by surrounded.Posted by Michael at January 10, 2005 08:23 AM
One eye in a book, and one eye on the rushing waters of life, as close as she could get, without getting completely wet. Mind & heart, knowledge and feeling, how one or both, could send us reeling.
A great picture, a fluid door to the memories.
Posted by: peterat January 11, 2005 12:30 AMNot much more to say after Peter's comment, but I do have another photo or two of Eileen. Stay tuned.
Posted by: michaelat January 14, 2005 04:16 PMEileen: her very presence is beautiful. At the time, I was a woman surrounded by beautiful women. (See the woman with Chris Schreiber, below.) (I should have been the one to jump in that treacherous pothole.)
Posted by: surroundedat January 14, 2005 07:21 PM