a heart of stone…

this photograph was taken on the shores of Ireland by a wonderful friend of mine.

Vermont rocks

My parents are flying 1,250 miles from Alabama to Vermont…for its rocks. We live in Alabama. My mother can’t find Vermont’s equal in rocks here in Birmingham’s red clay. Β The black & white rocks were found by my mom on their many sailing adventures on Lake Champlain. Their sailboat, Gypsy Soul, & the wind, took…

and all I had was my iPhone

I, being the perfect daughter (dripping sarcasm, i write), visited with my mother (i am blessed) on Mother’s day. No camera, only iPhone (Ggrrr). I should know by now that I should never go home…(oops) to my parent’s house, without my (damn) camera. My mom made this piece of art (that I left behind 😦…