Things have changed. My life has changed. My family has changed. I discovered that I could not make a decent living just with my painting business (actually I think I could…
I love my son Jake – but sometimes he makes me so tired. And frustrated. And irritated. Like taking a picture of him. How many tries does it take to…
One of the reasons I moved to little “Podunk” Washtucna was to get my son Jake into a smaller school system. Jake has special needs that are especially bad at…
My son Asa is twenty years old – more a man than a boy. Of course, he will always be a little boy in my mind. Life with Asa has…
This is a picture of Jake taken when we were staying in a motel once. He had been jumping from bed to bed and fell off. Instead of deleting this…