Raking Leaves.
Yearly ritual...

The first anniversary is the one,
That tradition says is paper...

I know you think that 58,
Is not an age to celebrate...

Revolving Doors
Caught in the spin...

Spoons
Wooden spoons are used to mix...

A cold wind,
Out of the North...

She smiled at me just yesterday,
Then left me all alone...

Apollo, god of REASON and TRUTH.
Brother of Artemis the CHASTE huntress...

The hair gets grayer.
It can be obscured sometimes...

Three years married now.
A life effected forever...

I would have done anything for you,
But you just didn't see...

So tired these days.
Working too hard I guess...