Cleo
That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...

That look, the intense glare of Siamese blue eyes. If looks could kill . . . truth be told, her coat...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
I never get tired of San Diego sunsets, or the slow declines that lead up to them as the sun makes i...
Watching a woman at the mirror in the morning is a bit like watching someone meditate, the careful, ...