They held a wake for Ed today in his cornfield, a good place to say goodbye to him. His casket was made of beautiful mahogany. There were two portraits of him resting on the ground, both, I am proud to say, were of my photographs. I can’t think of a better use for them.

One was of Ed standing by our red barn, the other was of him watching our shearer trim the sheep at an Open House. In the background was the hearse, carrying Ed back and forth from the funeral parlor to the farm (the service is Sunday).

Behind that, the cornfield ready to be chopped. I thought the picture said everything, I avoided too many shots of the family, I wanted to give them their space.