Monday, March 13, 2023
SPANISH MOSS MEMORIES
Her grandfather loved this old Oak and it made the perfect backdrop for this picture. She is a teenager now and I plan to get a updated picture of her and her dad.
VALLEY OF BONES
Once I thought I would like for my bones to be spread about in this valley. This scene just gave me a feeling of peace. Not anymore.
I've come to realize that being surrounded by my ancestors who traveled the bayou's and sat underneath the oaks is where I might find my peace. And just in case someone wants to dance, and I'll be in good company.
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