There is no special significance to this post. Except for the fact that these pictures remind me of pleasant things. Above, is a flying lesson my husband took – years ago. I sat in the back of the plane, and he flew. The man on the right was his excellent instructor. Needless to say, we made it back alive.
This is our Beagle, sleeping comfortably on a soft blanket, on her first day with us.
This is our Beagle, and her first driving lesson. She did rather well, but never got her license.
Me, on the left, with my best friend, when I flew all the way to California to see her. I was 18 years old, just beginning my life.
I bought this lamp in Apollo for 8 dollars. It’s still one of my favorite lamps.
A beautiful woman, at a beautiful Powwow we went to several years ago.
One of my husband’s creations which, now that I think about it, is quite metaphoric.