Like most of the people reading this, I have wonderful dogs, and after Rose’s death, these three have come together. Even Frieda sits down like a Lab when trucks go bye (if I am there to tell her to chill). They are, all three, wonderful in their own way. Lenore came from a breeder, izzy came from a farm, where he lived outside, Frieda came from a couple of years roaming the Adiroindacks. Working dogs all. Loving creatures all, each shines a different kind of love and light into my life. For as long as I have been living on Bedlam Farm, I have been photographing my dogs on the path. Sometimes a big lens, sometimes close-in. I love taking these photos, they are a record of my life.