Whatcha looking at, kids?
The sky, through the leaves.
They make pretty patterns.
Keep looking, kids...and never stop.
|Once they were zero and 2.|
|Then 2 and 4.|
|4 and 6...|
|And soon 6 and 8.|
|My niece Rachel and her parents at her HS graduation last weekend.|
|Okay, so this one is more of a prophecy. I hope it comes true.|
|Barbie clothes! (Ignore the gray half-way loaded photo. I'm too tired to fix it.)|