By the time we get home from work, there are only a few hours before dark. Without normal electricity, dark has new meaning. We rush to fit in all we like to do in daylight - walk, chores, start homework, and most importantly start dinner. While we intend to move back to the East coast to be near family, having the opportunity to spend so much time with just Raph has been pretty great. Dinner is one of my favorite times. Sometimes I cook, sometimes he cooks, but usually we share. I have always thought there is special intimacy in sharing a kitchen with someone, moving in synch to allow many parts to equal a whole. These images look empty, still, and silent, in the last few minutes of light. But I treasure them for the time I spend with Raph.
