87/366. Mom and Pat at Christmas 2006, in their Lakeside home. Every year Mom dresses in the festively traditional red hat and apron. I’m trying to decipher what Pat’s face is saying / means??! His face is always so expressive. 🙂
78/366. To be flying solo in the clouds … nothing really is as comparable and delicious as this magical experience. I crave to get current, both as a pilot and skydiver, to touch the face of God and live.
32/366. Colours that make my heart grow beyond the realm of nature’s calling, drawing me like a butterfly to suckle on the sumptuous nectar called lovE.
