Its a tough job, but someone has to be the pool boy!
Coming Home
The Phoenix Lights?
Our first feature Gallery at Starbucks went well, although we never intended to "Sell" any of the photos there was alot of interest for purchase.
Even though I have been sick and not much "Fun" I always seem to have to tripod out and sometimes catch the giggles. 5 minutes is all it takes to make the day worth while
Oh mighty birch, you stand so tall and proud, your bark beaten by Mother Nature for more years than expected. Your lean shows your age, the many faces in your bark. How many brothers and sisters took up at your trunk for a afternoon break?, How many farmers thought of sacrifice for an extra row of corn. You withstood the test of time and now I enjoy you the most. You will be here longer than I O' Mighty Birch, filling someone else and their family with years of enjoyment.
I'll believe it, when I see it, for myself. I don't need no one to tell me about heaven, I look at my daughter and I believe. I don't need no one to tell me about God and truth, I can see the sunset and I percieve. Live : Heaven MTV unplugged
Although she's only 8, I can tell she sees beyond. Never just what is in front of her she always seems to capture what she sees. Never the whole picture, just the important parts. The following photo was taken by Emily in Black and White, the photo was not cropped. She edited the color and textures using Photoshop CS3
If I could turn back the hands of time, I'd relive our childhood years. The days when we shared a home, a time when you both were always near.
A siblings love is so very different, the safety of knowing your not alone. The sibling jokes, the rivalry, the fights, the "get away and leave me alone's"
If I could turn back the hands of time, and know what I know now. I'd tell you that I love you more and, hold you close and never let go.
Time goes by and we grow up, we go our separate ways. But, the love we share will always be there, the memories are here forever to stay.
I hope you know I never left you, my precious sisters two... not for a moment were you ever alone if only in my thought were you.
A siblings love is so very different, the closeness is always there. the person you grew up with, the ones you knew always cared.
Our lives carry on and we always know
we will be there till the end, Our morals and values have got us thus far
and nothing stands in the way, not greed, not foes, or unspoken woes
A Family We Will Stay.
Merry Christmas
Love,
Your Brother
To see you now with life's scars on your face Each one tells a story. As the lines grow deeper your wisdom breaks through and never fails. Things I took for granted like you'd always be here, Now weighs heavy like a stone in my heart You gave me life and took from your own
I hope that now as you look back You see your love was not wasted on me I could never be all that you are to me I am merely a reflection of your heart Disappointments from me are like the fallen rain Too many to count though my intentions were always good But if you take my hand you will feel your soul It beats in my chest and drives me on
No matter what twisting road my life will take And how many pains I must endure in the process Always know that you did the best you could
Through it all I will always keep a place in my heart.
The winds of change blow and turn days into months, the time flies like kites billowing over the ocean waves. A toddler prepares for the 3rd grade, a full set of teeth, long hair and a distinctive personality, complete with confidence and poise.
How I long for her runny nose and diapers, bottles, cribs, and teething rings.
Take me back 8 years and let me enjoy every moment again, let me see all the things I may have missed. For now pictures will suffice, along with thoughts of giggling laughter, long strong hugs and kisses. My princess is growing and somewhere inside me I find it fine.
Jeffrey.
The gathering place, inevitably, of home, hearth, friends and family. Creativity and warmth are nurtured here, a place to gather children near. Homework, meal preparation, lessons on life, a place to let go of worry and strife. Birthdays, Thanksgiving, Christmas, everyday scents so divine, the place I prefer to raise my glass of wine. A toast shared between mother and son, the kitchen is where I like my day to be done.
Author: An old soul
Button nose and cheeks so fair, long lashes on eyes so blue. Little fingers grasp the chair as if playing a game of peek-a-boo. Breeze blows soft gentle hair, blonde wisps dance in the air. Nothing makes life pass quite as sweetly, as spending time with my baby.
Author: "An old soul"
Spathiphyllum, strong in its erectness, soft in its curves. A yin-yang blend, where strength and beauty meet. For admiration by all, and the likes of Georgia O'Keefe. Quietly existing in its gorgeous simplicity, a lily-reminiscent symbol of Peace. Author: An Old Soul
Hills blackened by fluorescent midnight blue sky, One lone star twinkling softly up high. Filled with lush summer green, or blanketed by winter snow, Earth's presence is felt, though not seen, below. Author: An Old Soul
She stands, solitary little body, amidst Mother Nature, long silhouette on grass.
He stands, solitary and tall, on the edge of the world, long silhouette on liquid glass.
