Druid, Wizard, Mystic, Shaman, Poet, Photographer in training.
Retired from the rat race, and now a stay at home dad. Amateur photographer who attempts to write American Haiku in the style of Jack Kerouac to go with some of his photography, as he debates about becoming a professional photographer
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Thursday, August 11, 2011
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
a full moon on a dark night,
and the road downhill all the way to your door.
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