PHOTOGRAPHY BY AMY T BEDARD
A window into my world
The Photography of Amy T. Bedard
The light of the moon guides me home. I walk the path slowly. Carefully. Ancient roots reach up from the trodden earth like tentacles trying to pull me down. In the distance, coyotes howl. A lonely loon answers with his mournful call and a mosquito buzzes in my ear. The air is thick from rain and smells like pine. Yes, the light of the moon has guided me home.