It grew, but so did I. So I step gracefully forward in time with years gone and years to come. But for now, hair long and un-dyed.
"Can I wear red an black to your wedding?" I asked my son. He laughed and replied, "I wouldn't expect anything less from you. In fact, I'll wear a red tie to match."
Oh, the ever-changing southwest sky.
One day blue and grey, the next gold and brown.
So many balloons!