The best pastor I ever had. This was taken when he came to my college exhibition. He was such a kind-hearted soul.
This November he will have been gone 10 years already. How is that possible?
Join me for some photos, some thoughts, and a dash of "Techie" here and there.
This November he will have been gone 10 years already. How is that possible?
"Well, mom", I said. "It will grow back."
And it did. Two months later it was just long enough to make her look like a hipster. She let me color her hair red and it made her look quite young and stylish.
As seen in 2008.
My husband in his younger years. Such a cutie!
The original print had a lot of damage, so I did a fair amount of retouching work on it. Here is the original:
It's hand-painted with a quirky motif that is some kind of weird fruit bird. Or at least that's what I've always thought it looks like.
It's traveled with me through several moves. I was hoping to find a spot to put it in our current home, but I accidentally cracked it tonight. I figure what better way to commemorate it than by photographing and blogging it.