Profound truth inside our souls are blown through the winds of change and seasons of life
The seasons are changing here in my hometown of Huntington Beach.
We pace ourselves toward many challenges we know we must face in life,
Fur, fins or feathers… I’ve lived with, and loved them all.
As I walked the few blocks up Newland St. towards the animal shelter, I found myself once more feeling extremely lucky.
There are certain turning points we face in life; life and death situations will enter our reality
Duck lips, Towel Slips © 2017/TomSquitieri You had slept in my white, long sleeve teeshirt and nothing else at all…
Wandering souls traveling through the twisted branches of life’s infinite paths
I am sick to death of acronyms, ugh, really? Have we all been reduced to four-letter words?
To sit and be still, to observe the life around you, to understand the moments that pass are points in time that cannot be replaced, to open your mind to the wonder of what will be.