Patience, persistence and perspiration was not needed to get me out of the chair and outside this evening. The beauty can not be described.
Madeline Bea`s word for this Sunday Creative was “nothing”. This evening – this was nothing for me. There is no way I can envision where this beauty ends.
Turning around I could see the moon…
…reminding me about my mother who grew up believing that there was a man on the moon. Unlike me – my mother remembered everything from her childhood. She believed that if she kept digging she would reach China and she grew up believing that her dad could talk chinese.
This guy don`t believe there is a man on the moon, but boy is he the coolest kid.
He is a cool kid. A little popcorn from last night can be so good when you have new sun glasses.