Major & Terra

It wasn't that long ago I was wiping sticky fingers off my truck windows and crumbs from the back seat. Now I find myself cleaning dog drool and sand from all windows and surfaces. Times have changed but the chores have not.

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Little boy Bobby

This baby face I have never kissed but know so well as it is one I grew up alongside and then again held as my own.

Beautiful Growth

As life sustains, while we hardly notice, it is busy writing a beautiful story of its growth

Beach beauties

Its a strange mix of emotions that stir inside of me when I walk alone listening to laughter that still lingers in the blowing reeds and lapping waves.