Christmas.

I don't spend a lot of time writing on this blog. Probably because I'm a photographer and not a writer. But some have said if I write down everything I say it would fill a book. Are they saying I "talk too much". Probably. So, if you are so inclined to read this, I just want to tell you that Christmas is the celebration of the birth of Christ. That may mean just a religious holiday but for me it means a lot more. I grew up Catholic and learned a lot about "religion". But it wasn't until I was about 29 years old did I come to realize that this "Christ" they spoke about in Sunday school, actually was and is real. How do I know? Well, I became a "Born Again" Christian on 4th of July weekend in 1984. No one, before that happened, would have ever been able to explain being "Born Again" to me without having me look at them with a "yeah right" look upon my face. So, if you're not getting what I say, that's normal. But one thing I can say is....everything after that day in July, 1984, everything changed for me. The sky was more blue, my thoughts were more clear and in my eyes, miracles happened for me. I was able to get out of a bad situation, my life improved dramatically (emotionally) and I seemed to have many good things happen to me quite unexpectedly. So. If you want to know more about what happened (and still does), keep looking at this blog. It's nothing special but yet again, it is. Just keep looking.

I posted a tree here because its a weeping willow. It derives its strength from water.