Guided by an early edition of Outside Magazine (1981, might have been named Mariah then?), we (Peter, Eileen and Diane) searched the Tamworth area of the White Mountains for a peaceful pothole in which to swim*, but found only rain swollen, turbulent streams. Okay, I did jump in, but I shouldnÃt have.
Here, Eileen kicks back.
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*In deference to Adam.
peter
One eye in a book, and one eye on the rushing waters of life, as close as she could get, without getting completely wet. Mind & heart, knowledge and feeling, how one or both, could send us reeling.
A great picture, a fluid door to the memories.
michael
Not much more to say after Peter’s comment, but I do have another photo or two of Eileen. Stay tuned.
surrounded
Eileen: her very presence is beautiful. At the time, I was a woman surrounded by beautiful women. (See the woman with Chris Schreiber, below.) (I should have been the one to jump in that treacherous pothole.)