Marley is there, the blood red shadow of the trees and of course the foliage and shed. My work has always included an obsession with my backyards probably because they are my most intimate nonhuman connections. I celebrate backyards although not the type with perfect 2” manicured lawns. Each has its own unique personality and this one has hidden secrets. The dog knows where to look.
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