Happy Friday the 13th! March 1983.
"Is it tax time again, Uncle Jason?!"
My dad wrote this poem.
.the road home. #takemeback #filterfreeee (at Joshua Tree, CA)
Sandra Bullock at a Halloween party
Oh, I love this woman so much!
Moon maiden by Dmitry Potapov
Gathering some really old negatives of gramps to get developed.
“a wee model of you”
i have a hard time articulating the feeling of loving someone who is no longer on this earth - someone who is not family, but instead, one of the sparkling, extraordinary people with whom i choose to surround myself. it’s like loving a ghost. dust. like loving a train after it’s left. i know this isn’t the last time i’ll feel this way, but this first one is so hard.