Hearts, though sometimes broken, continue to beat, to hope… to love.
This past weekend we went camping! With camera in hand, we drove off and watched the cloudy blue sky turn golden, orange and finally red, as if on fire, as the sun set.
Medussa… you can’t help looking at her, but you will lose every time.
Still standing tall, two weeks on my desk, this rose’s brightness slowly dulls; yet it’s beauty, instead of diminishing, transforms.
My dad’s pride and joy… his backyard 🙂 can you see the mangos?