Blogging requires reflection and introspection and I didn't feel like doing much of either. Yesterday while we waited for Vivian to finish her percussion class Evan pointed to the clouds. The sky was beautiful. I took this photo by sticking my iPhone out of the car's sunroof. When I looked a bit later they were gone. Constant change. Which made me think it's time to heed the wise words of Evan from a few days ago. "My Grandpa is dead. I'm not dead."
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