My flip flops slapped my dirty feet as I followed my mother through the fabric store. A frequent stop in my little girl years, the fabric store gave me mixed feelings. I would rather be home riding my Big Wheel, of course…
Two arrows facing each other on an old, carved-up set of doors. As I snapped the photo, I thought it was a fitting image for the weekend. Like the arrows, we were...
My flip flops slapped my dirty feet as I followed my mother through the fabric store. A frequent stop in my little girl years, the fabric store gave me mixed feelings. I would rather be home riding my Big Wheel, of course…
