eight . twenty-eight. oh-eight

Julia is twenty. Preston is born. & I am in Pheonix AZ waiting for my flight to London. My eyes are swollen and tired.
I got some awsome photos of clouds from the air plane! Here they are as well as me at the hospitol with nick and jazzy. thanks preston for waiting till AFTER I left. Oh well its a wonderdful date to be born. many good omens for my new begining.
Lets begin my blog with a poem that fits the ocasion well;

All whom I love

I bind to myself with ribbons

Longer than the world.

So I need not hold them close

But set them fling free

Knowing that when or whereever

the my go,

A slender shining filiment binds them to me.

thanks papa.
my next post will be in SAINT GERMAIN!