Old man, I’m a lot like you.
Old man, I’m a lot like you.
“…days of blissful joy, of heavenly delight, are assuredly in store for you.” - Baha’u’llah
I’ve been reading a lot of Khalil Gibran’s “The Prophet” and I was going to quote something here, but everything sounded seewwper cheeze ballz in isolation. So just go read The Prophet.
This is a happy photo of friends having fun, but also a sad photo of me watching friends having fun.
Ice cream and standing around outside for way too long. We loiter.
mi hermanas.
Pool is something I rarely play, and when I do I’m always shocked at my level of ability. I’m not trying to say I’m awesome or anything… no wait, yes I am.
With photos like this it’s fun to imagine what the conversation was about.
Sky, land, ocean, canoe. Summer is over. Autumn, I’m ready for you.
Kind of like a painting, isn’t it? No, better.
Canadian First Nations dancing. I could listen to the drumming forever.
devour.
