"If you come to a fork in the road, take it." Sometimes it all leads to the same place. Advice for walking and living forward.
Connecting with my maternal roots. Also if there's a badder ass city flag out there, I don't know what it is.
Sandra was a beautiful, stoic, friendly Siamese mix. The chillest cat ever. Nobody knows her birthday, but I had her put down on 10.15.15. She was roughly 10 years old and had mammary cancer when I took her in as a foster a couple years ago. She's endured three surgeries, infections and more. This is the last picture of her. // You were a lioness.
Love these light switches.
My dad at 22.
Cups of nuts, contains nuts.
My older brother, his dobie, and me – long ago, somewhere in the Wisconsin hinterlands.