packed the car yesterday to head on down to visit my mother and other family. today we stopped to visit antietam national park. hoping our nation’s tattered past can mean something to the little man.
glory revealed through a camera lens
a three hundred sixty five day journey through a nikon. isaiah 40.11
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merry almost christmas. our tiny family went to strawberry banke (in portsmouth, nh) to do the christmasy thing and tour their village at night. apparently thousands of other people had the same idea. good thing the cold air motivated us to keep moving and find warmth in the centuries old houses. stepping back in time amidst the lights and ice skaters and throngs of people was magical, in a way.
