paint the trains red

my beautiful son @ age two. I bought him the letters of his name in unfinished wood. His favorite color then was red & black. I LOVE his little curl at the top of his head. Wish I could time travel & snuggle with him for a while.

photo by daughter

she has the talent, but no passion for it. I hope when she is on her own, that she will pick up her camera & discover what I already know-she is a gifted photographer. this is a photo of me & my husband- all my kids are screaming & begging us not to kiss. Much…

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he was my comfort blanket

since he died, I will not allow myself to think of him. If I did, I would become a puddle of salt water & be grateful for it.

old bones

hydrangea leaves become art in winter