My oldest son granted me the privilege to take some photos of him on Mother’s Day. I had some ideas in mind, which he agreed on. I wanted him to play the teenage rebel, the runaway, in trouble kid. I know this bike tunnel here in town, which has great light since it’s a very short tunnel, so we headed out there. My boy is a very fine young man, who never gets in trouble, and is not attracted to anything dark. He’s an athlete and lives for action, of the good kind. So, he was a bit out of character, but he had fun, especially with the lighter.
About Me
Dreamer. Wanderer. Artist.
Barefoot lady who talks to birds. Who loves the wind and her morning coffee.
Who sings out loud and still believes in magic.
Perfectly imperfect, and that suits me just fine.