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Congratulations Jaime and Nicole!! :)
Other pictures here.
On a brief stopover en-route to Guam. Attending Jaime and Nicole’s wedding in a bit. As usual, beautiful sunsets across the sky.
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Thank you for the generous blessings of friendship, family, and the continuous opportunity to make ourselves the best person we could be. That we may find the strength to persevere in seeking the truths of the world which matter to our lives, and continue to live our days full of love and ball-breaking adventures.
That we may continue to discover the beauty of life in between each beginning, and every end.
Happy Christmas. Don’t eat too much chocolate – save some for a rainy day :)
Tried to take my nieces’ annual Christmas Card portraits. I just noticed that shooting RAW really brings out amazing detail and unparalleled post processing control. I’m just not too fond of the file size it eats up. But, wow.
I think I came too late and did not get a shot I liked (one that my sister would agree to using for a Christmas card, that is). Going back for round two later today.
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Nothing like enjoying beautiful fall colors come out with your best friend. :)
Love really is the binding force that enables the world to make sense, even if love itself occasionally never does.
All that is beautiful, as delicate as a butterfly wing.
… he found that if you are stupid enough to bury a camera underground you won’t be taking many pictures with it afterwards. Thus the story has no picture book for the period May 10, 1991 – January 7, 1992. But this is not important. It is the experiences, the memories, the great triumphant joy of living to the fullest extent in which real meaning is found. God it’s great to be alive! Thank you. Thank you.
– Alexander Supertramp
Outside my window.
Because at the end of it all, it doesn’t matter what you did, but what you felt. At the end of the day, you have to do what your heart says what’s important. Because if you shut out all the noise that’s tying to disrupt what’s happening in the beat of your heart, then you would understand that it is the least you could do because it’s what you deserve. To know what it means to be alive, to understand what your heart says it wants, and to know the difference, to know that the hardest thing you could do is to be alive. To do it. Is all what matters. To live. To love. To live.