I'm catching up on pictures, but back to the future right now.
We finally finished up the 32 Chevy. It's a nice looking car.
The owner likes to take his kids for rides in the rumble seat. We added seat belts for them.
It has been a year today, September 12, since my sweet wife Sharon of forty years died in my arms. I need to be like this tree. Displaced but moving on, still retaining the memories. I will always miss her but hope to look normal from a distance. The wind tried to push this tree over and failed. But while it cannot right itself it's doing the best it can to look normal.
I pay attention to nature and enjoy the wonders which come my way. These were remarkable clouds. They are called mammary clouds, I don't know why...
I was walking every morning back then and am walking each morning now. My dogs take care to keep track of me while they run and explore.
We picked Rose of Sharon from her bush the morning of the funeral. It is in full bloom this year and I stop each morning to remember the joy she brought me.
I mourn my loss but I joy in her gain to be in God's Heaven. May others be a fortunate as I.