The Back Porch

She pushed this little piece of paper across the table to within a few inches of my arm, and I wanted to stand up and walk away from it.
It was nothing. The little loop of paper used to hold the napkin, fork, and knife all together at a restaurant. She had creased it on two […]

Finding hope after months of despair is like nothing that can ever be fully expressed.
It is water for a man dying of thirst. It is sight for the blind; it is air for the drowning. It is the sight of someone loved after waking from a coma. It is peace.
Love always hopes. That expression kills […]

So I’m sitting here in a café in Seattle (to keep this cliché from going any further, no, it isn’t raining), and I’m thinking to myself that I haven’t written much for the Back Porch lately.
So I find myself thinking back through the past few months to figure out what has changed or developed or […]

I, Peter Boysen, am also an active photographer, and have recently created my own blog to display that work. It can be found at http://www.peterboysen.com, and is also listed under the links section of this page.
Shameless self-promotion aside, for those of you reading this today, Saturday, Feb. 17th, you should be reminded that the Back […]

Just when you thought you were a genius, you see this guy.