I can't believe that a year ago I "shot" this big rig during the year long assignment in Big Valley. It was parked next door to the little house I had rented.Seems like only yesterday that I took this picture while rolling down the road on my way to work (yup, it's dark and it's 5:30 a.m.), window down and hoping I didn't hit anything.
When passages 365 days old feel like just yesterday I remember that time passes so quickly.
Life is like sand through my fingers . . . can't hold onto it, it moves quickly and then it's gone. Or so they say.
So, we keep on trucking through this life praying that there will always be lots of sand and that we'll never run out.
Now where did I put the little tin shovel that belongs in Gracie's sandbox?
2 comments:
Bob, I love pics like these. Its cool when other people get in the spirit of Christmas and they show it.
Good pic!
I wish I saw something like that driving down the street, it would make my year, awesome!
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