The elderly sky. 📸#mbnov
The elderly sky. 📸#mbnov
Mass times Acceleration equals Force. #mbnov
The ties that bind. #mbnov
The realization that we’ve just wasted four years picking up after a narcissist while the Moon and the Stars move ever further away. Cosmic inflation breaks my heart. 📸#mbnov
A puzzling problem with an old truck. #mbnov
Stoop. #mbnov
The day is nearly done. #mbnov
I am astonished at the number of people who refuse their human right to participate in the political process.
Today, I voted for my sons to kick the asshole out. One to fight for LGBTQ+ rights. The other because Trump mocks people with disabilities. It’s a new day. #mbnov
Concentrate. 📸#mbnov
The dreary days will come to an end. A new day is dawning. #mbnov 📸🖊
🎶Seasons don’t fear the reaper. Nor do the wind, the sun and the rain.🎶📸
This is a memory I keep. From my boy in gratitude for pizza at school for the class the day before Halloween.
Those moments when you just know all is right in the world because your kid wrote a note. Nothing prepares you for them.
🎶Never will forget this, I Never will, never will, never will forget this.🎶
🎶We’ve all gone crazy lately🎶📸
First Play of the kid’s Junior Year. It was a lot of fun. 📸
To stream it, click below.
🎶I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside.🎶📸
🎶There’s a room where the light won’t find you. Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down.🎶📸
The beaten path. 📸
🎶You’re all the things I’ve got to remember.🎶📸
🎶Maybe you and me got lost somewhere. We can’t move on; we can’t stay here.🎶📸
🎶And there’s a storm that’s raging through my frozen heart tonight. 🎶📸
🎶He used to stay awake to drive the dreams he had away. 🎶📸
🎶Who will light your darkness? Who Will hold your hand?🎶📸
🎶And freedom, oh freedom, that’s just some people talking.🎶📸
I heard someone say how important it is to talk about what you love rather than hate.
There’s too much hate in the world.
So:
I love the night sky in the fall when the leaves are crisp and the acorns crunch under foot.
I love the cool wind in my hair as the Eagles sing about the dark desert highway.
I love that music, words, and pictures bring us together rather than tear us apart.
Look how lucky we are to be alive right now.
Love will keep us alive.