After so much insistence from Sam I finally decided to allow him to take Shay down to the beach when she was 7 months old, it was a very nice warm July summer day, it was a very uncommon day since we have rain most of the year even in the summer, but this day was beautiful, the sun was shining and it was nice, so that’s why I lowered my protective mother side for a moment and give into what I wanted my daughter to have and experience.

After a long preparation and putting Shay into her…

When I think of color a certain poem comes to mind. Color has different ways of touching lives.



Color by Dorothea Mackellar



The lovely things that I have watched unthinking,

Unknowing, day by day,

That their soft dyes have steeped my soul in colour

That will not pass away -



Great saffron sunset clouds, and larkspur mountains,

And fenceless miles of plain,

And hillsides golden-green in that unearthly

Clear shining after…

While visiting California I came across an advertisement about a Renaissance Faire.

Not truly satisfied as to what people term the Renaissance Era. I decided to do some research on this subject. I found a few websites about upcoming faires and found labeled society for creative anachronism (SCA). I was truly unsure of the latter…

Ever since I can remember I’ve had a fixation with fine art, I used to love to watch the street artists in my home town when I went to the market , sometimes I even found myself drawing randomly on pieces of paper and even if my father loved me, he said they would not get me anywhere so I suddenly stopped. But it was not until I came to Volterra that I really saw art, the castle is filled with the most beautiful paintings I have ever seen and it’s also a very inspiring place to create such…

Beneath the night that covers me

A scream disturbs the town

It rings throughout the neighborhood

And shakes this very ground

I stand over the body

I know they'll flood the street

Looking for the source of sound

I hear their running feet

Despite the wrath of blood and tears

I steal into the night

I have no guilt, I've no regret

For what I've done is right

My kind are made to do…

Immortality.

With immortality comes much more than you could ever know. Imagine a day that simply never ends. No sleep, no dreams, no fresh beginning to a new day. It all blends into one giant mass of time. On occasion, not so very often, do I find myself standing at the window gazing out daydreaming about growing old. I then look in the mirror and see myself, exactly the same as I was in the mid 1600s. Untouched by time, gravity and life. It's a stark reminder of loss.

I'm…

This year we decided to do something completely different and spontaneous.

I had just gone on a hunt and was walking by a dealership and saw the most incredible vehicle staring at me from the car lot. Yes, I did say staring at me. I felt like it was calling my name. It was saying Benjamin.. You know you want to take me home. You know you can't live without me. I turned and looked around to see if maybe someone was actually calling my name. Nope, not a soul. I walk over to the…

I know a lot of people wonder how I can stand to live in such a small town as Forks. I mean you Seattle a few hours away on one side and on the other side you have Portland. To me Forks is just perfect.

Even in La Push I enjoy the closeness of the community and you never know when an adventure or surprise is around the corner.

The great thing about small town is that you have the best Garage Sales. As far as I am concerned you will never find a better place for Garage Sale…

Summer.

We are halfway through Summer and I can honestly say that for the first time in a long time that I am happy. Not just content but truly happy, that is not always an easy thing to say... but there you have it, I am.

Maybe it's the fact that Seth has transferred to the local college and is home once again, I am sure that is a large factor. Also, for some unknown and mystical reason, he and Leah seem to be actually getting on a lot better these days. I no longer constantly…

We have all heard the old saying of, "One man's trash is another man's treasure". But.. when you find that treasure, the one that makes you catch your breath or your heart skip a beat, (albeit, mine does not do that anymore, but you know what I mean) you cannot help but wonder why on earth someone would discard such a thing of beauty. Holding that particular piece in your hands, turning it around, over or both, inspecting it with a critical eye.. you cannot help but already imagine exactly…