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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

Monday, March 19, 2012

Spring Day

"I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."
-  William Wordsworth, Daffodils

Saturday, March 17, 2012

My own Irish Blessing

May the morning sun shine softly upon you
May moon light your way on a dark night
May the winds of March be gentle and kind
May the rain of April rejuvenate you
May the blossoms of May bring joy
May the summer warmth energize you
May the autumn harvest be bountiful
May you never hunger
May you never thirst