Sent to a friend dying.

It is so hard for us to keep our heads in the “now”. We are always looking so far into the future that we don’t stop and enjoy the moment, which is really all we have- are moments that make up days, days that make up weeks, weeks that make up months, months that make up years….

My experiences as a young child visiting my country grandparents at their old dairy farm.It is a reminder to us all that we CAN go back to those old places in our childhood, and sometimes we are lucky enough to bring home a special souvenir.

The concept of taking a photograph of an object or person, with the sense we own a piece of that object or person.

Poem about a woman feeling lonely tonight and needing Someone Tonight Only!!