this morning. these three. my camera. white walls. pops of orange and blue. one black sweater with two holes on the left shoulder. two pairs of boots. one rattle. lots and lots of burp cloths. shining blue eyes. cuddles and a little bit of slumber. curved hips. old sneakers. shadows, black and gray. speckled rays of sunshine. eskimo kisses. a pom hat with ties. milky breath.
i've always said that photographs are secrets about secrets. not these. these are real.