She asked me for a copy of one of my rose photos. Doesn’t matter if she’s my daughter, still thrills me when people like what I see.
I saw you this evening, up in the clouds so golden and blue.
Sept. 5, 2012
Finally caught a photo of a heron, not a really good one, but it’s a start. That’s all that matters.
Sept. 4, 2012
Still happy I chose to run at the lake this morning.
Sept. 3, 2012
You are fourteen today. How can a long time be so short?