One thing I think I can say is I truly enjoy is using my camera.

It stitches together the beginning of everything, within my very ordinary day

My camera records small details,

Which seem like nothing, but are the foundation and the clouds and the air in-between

The years are flying by, we are aging now

My camera the daily recording of memories — for we never know when our souls are called.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda