Recently I spent some time at Yorba Regional Park with a friend. We visited and spent a couple hours looking for inspiration. Our conversation was sometimes intense and sometimes light, but a good friend and a long walk are sometimes just what the soul needs. I only took a few photos, but when we were lucky enough to stumble upon some bees, doing the things that bees do, I started snapping away!
I was born, as many of us were, a very young child. The hospital was in Connecticut , and so were my parents, which made it convenient. Until the age of 7, I grew up in a small Massachusetts town called Middleboro. I had a better than average childhood with very little money. I spent days playing with my friends, picking berries, and generally finding mischief wherever I could. Only once were the police involved.
I met Evelyn at a time when my life was at a crossroads. Her love saved my life and gave me hope.
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