These birds used to wake us up when we stayed at the rooms at the center. They always put their nest in the windows and they always chirped. I did notice that the upper rooms no longer have the balconies, I guess all those times we slipped down the back was probably a bad thing.
Worm on concrete. Poetic and yet perilous. I did save it.
I followed this guy/girl around for 15 minutes waiting for him to sit down.
I was lucky to be there when this counselor caught this large mouth bass. He threw it back.
One of my most favorite pictures I have taken to this date. The lines, the light, the softness and the warmth...it moves me. Gives me hope that the world can be and will be a better place full of people who are caring...beyond their own selfish needs and opinions.
This is the place where I kissed my first girl. I ended up making out with her brother a year later.
Oh, if these halls could talk.


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