last night we went on a walk. as we walked I watched the old man who lives across from me working diligently on his garden. I see him outside a lot. working away at his beautiful growth. he in a way is an inspiration, strange i know. but even at his old age he still cares and puts so much work into something that will bless his family, its just so much different than running down to the grocery store. Its work, and i respect him so much more for it.
oh people watching. you make me realize so much. maybe one day i will get enough guts to ask if i can take a picture of him with his sun dryed skin and buttom up shirts.