This is a love poem, an ode to the most beautiful type of plane in the world. Ode to the M 21 Blackbird at the Seattle Museum of Flight. aerodynamic air compressor tri-sonic speed photographer radar absorbing missile runner black skinned sensor eluder big boy’s toy Blackbird you
This special Saturday, this cinco de mayo day, we had a Mexican themed party for K and A and their new baby-to-be. For many friends this was the last time they would see K in one piece
What happens when my two talented daughters decide to create something? Magic! This time magic took shape in a huge dream catcher. Left-over willow branches, yarn, found glass baubles, crow’s feathers. Then the sun caught it and it ignited. Only sweet dreams in our house
Several hours working, 95 odd photos and still missing that something Dr. Livingstone-ish. Hmmm
April 15th four years ago, my father turned 70. A few days later on April 22nd he died. We were lucky, we tried to tell ourselves, he was given eight months and he actually got eighteen. My parents were in
Jump for joy Roll around on the grass Play with the cat Take some time.
Scary bio final in 2 hours…no excuse for not looking at your cutest potential. Good luck Clover, we love you!
C in full home-stretch mode. Last final tomorrow 1:30pm. Good luck Clove!
Aloha kuu aikane Hi my friend[s] Pehea o’e? How are you Wau ‘imi he puke olelo Hawaiian I got a book to [speak] Hawaiian Kuu aikane Dallas kuleana he ma'ama'a puke hale-kú ‘ai mai My friend Dallas [ownership] used book store here A’u hi pili ho’oipoipo me puke I
C in outdoor study mode. Next final on Wed.