From the Archives: Namir’s Bedroom Eyes
Namir turns his gaze up to me, enchanting me with his “bedroom eyes” as we spend a morning in the
Read moreNamir turns his gaze up to me, enchanting me with his “bedroom eyes” as we spend a morning in the
Read moreNamir turns his gaze up to me, enchanting me with his “bedroom eyes” as we spend a morning in the
Read more“My Old Man”, a sleepy Stanley, on the rocker, on the deck, in the sun, in late summer of his
Read moreWho could look at those eyes and not see the love? I always felt so honored. Namir was an inspiration
Read moreNamir turns his gaze up to me, enchanting me with his “bedroom eyes” as we spend a morning in the
Read moreRemembering Kelly today as the forget-me-nots are just beginning to bloom, while two years ago she and I explored the
Read moreThese were good memories with Kelly last May. Kelly has been stepping out into the back yard with me now
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