When I was in my early teens, my parents started giving me a clothing allowance. Each month I was given $40 to spend on whatever articles of clothing I saw fit.
Just thought I would play around with some new colours to give this blog a fresh new look.
Autumn is such a beautiful season. But there is a quiet sadness to it. Such glorious shades of crimson and amber grace the leaves as they fall to the ground, but those vibrant colours indicate death.
A few nights ago I woke up from a nightmare. The sheets were soaked with sweat, and I was shivering from the memory of the terrible dream.
I am a snot machine. I was hoping that my sore throat would clear up and that I wouldn’t have to face the brutality of a head cold. But, there was just no escaping it.
I just happened to come across this gem of a photograph and thought it suitable to post it in honour of my little brother who has flown across the pond to spend a year in England.