Here I am, somewhere on the New England coast, when I was 2 or 3, I think. I have always loved this photograph, even when I was little. It seemed to encompass how I felt for most of my life, and to say, "Yes, I love cloudy and rainy and misty and stormy days." I'm pretty sure I wasn't thinking about that when this was taken, but, you know, it's fun to superimpose interesting, melancholy thoughts on a person you see in a photograph. Even a child. I also love how this reminds me of my own beautiful daughters: the curly, brown hair and the chubby cheeks, the diaper butt and the sweatpants. My dad took some beautiful photos.