Growing on grey.
My sweet, awesome, fiery, passionate, insightful, intelligent, creative, funny dude is now 4 years old. What a crazy thing life is. I love you, Noah!
The elements battle and and what breaks remains beautiful.
In the stillness clarity dwells.
Finding adventure comes naturally. (He pretty much fell in the pond shortly before this.)
I’m a peacock. You gotta let me fly!
Row upon row of beautiful pines.
The Haudenosaunee Confederacy called White Pines the Great Tree of Peace because they represented the unity of the nations. And they are my favourite.
Pan Lakeshore. Part II/V
Pan Lakeshore. Part III/V
Pan Lakeshore. Part IV/V
Pan Lakeshore. Part V/V
I love how this country changes so beautifully.