Monday

i pondered in cambridge....



"can you hear that?" my dad asks... "nope, what is it?" my dad smiles at me saying "drumming" as we continue to walk through the small filled streets of hustle & bustle.... as we approach i can feel the vibrations on the floor.. 

"can you hear it now" he asks....






























the perfect shoe....









this group are a lot of fun... meet fernandos kitchen
































































where did i leave mine....?









And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way. 


he did indeed do it his way




coffee moments....









home delivery, handy








reflections tell stories 







i see her she see's me....












ride me home





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