8/28/2018 - David was siting on the bench on the front porch and I walked out to ask if I could take a photograph of him. Surprising me, he said, “Sure.” Perhaps my surprise and eagerness to get the shot before he changed his mind explains why I didn’t secure the camera better. I just sat it down on a hassock, oblivious to the strength of the breeze. So, in addition to the ghosts of his movements, the buffeted camera captured inanimate objects in ghostly movement as well. Or, perhaps it captured the breeze itself.