
Morning rain at mile five.
Morning rain at mile five.
An ending and a beginning in the same photo.
The lettering is so good, yet they left a hilarious extra space in the middle of Doberman.
What you can’t hear from this photo, is the sound of my daughter laughing as she bounces on the trampoline next to me.
Eclipse.
Bittersweet. If I’m being honest, this is may be the last time I see Dylan live.
Smores.
After lunch walk.