My dad took this picture of me way back in 1937. I was 8 weeks old. It’s my dad’s handwriting on the back that means so much to me.
A foray into the phantasmagoria of everyday living by a polytheistic priestess and champion of the Humanities
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”/Let us go and make our visit.
My Ramblings and Thoughts
By Sandra Js Photography - Make the rest of your life the best of your life.
Award-winning, dream-protecting author
A spiritual journey through life
Never Grow Old
mistermuse, half-poet and half-wit
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