at eight

My dad took this picture when I was about eight and everything
seemed possible. I grew up in a very small town, though, so my idea of what constituted "everything" was severely limited. But I love the picture because it captured some kind of free-flying feeling that I try to recapture from time to time.
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and I love your blog.
We're now linked in cyberspace as well as the real world.
Well done good friend
lee
loved the mom piece too.