nikon f5 . portra 400
he blows in and out of our lives, carving spoons from an ear of corn and animal bone. he climbs trees. he does his own tattoos. he builds the best lego ships and while on a hike, he lets his nephew pee in his nalgene bottle because he’s never gone potty outside. he helps his mama, showers his niece with kisses, and he cooks meals from scratch. he wants to live off the land and my boys adore him to the ends of the earth.
he’s gone, again. headed where the wind is taking him. my heart is sad and i feel the absence of him stronger this time than ever before. he is my tumbleweed brother and i’m thankful that he is who he is. loving you brother bear. come back soon.