Autumn
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…
Whether she was conceived in love, or not. Under the cover of darkness, or in the light. Born…
Slowly you drift away And could not stay You are not coming back Fade to black Screams of…
Yes, we were here! On a recent camping trip we found an unbroken clay pigeon and my daughter…
Why is it that sometimes our most favorite memories are those that seem often to be shrouded in…
Time to rise, meet the day and let go of yesterday. “How are you?” they smile and say….
These are photos I taken by me over the past few months using my Samsung Galaxy S4 phone…
In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. …
I hold a vision, from here to there Where I can see, things of memory The path lays…
Life is not a problem to be solved, but a REALITY TO BE EXPERIENCED. ~Soren Kierkegaard