behind.

I ‘see‘ you from behind.

‘They’ (whoever ‘they’ are) — say that hindsight is 20-20.  Well, my favorite pictures are always those captured when you leave.  I don’t understand. I detest ‘goodbye’ with such a passion.  Goodbye’s are cold…like the snow.

But I LOVE this picture of my #1 son going home….  I know that he’ll come back tomorrow…to take care of my dog.

*big sigh*