Somewhere out there is this place where we will be happy. It is beyond some vast Everglades hidden beneath the sea. There she stands undressed. Yet eyes wander and there is more to endure. 

Travel is grand and as we reach for the next hand. For once though I grab hold and kiss the air so tight it cannot fight. You and I are in this moment. Do not disturb. 

We are not the best match, so different and always fighting. Though one thing I admire about me and myself is that we stick it out. I am as I am and that will remain.   

Throw back pictures from adventures. Cambridge, UK

South of France

Chopin Museum in Mallorca

Snowing in Brussels