I like the memories that are swirly and confusing.
Found these travel artifacts tucked away in my bookcase.
It's official. I'm a photographer once again.
A Spring Bloom.
He sang Ordinary People, and it was like we were on the bicycle in Hoi An all over again.
I wish I looked up more often.
A murder of crows-this was just a part of the family. Never seen so many in my life.