by Rob van de Peppel
Love the Wolfhounds, but these Scottish Deerhounds are pretty glorious too.
The Blue Angels in action. So perfectly timed, this shot isn’t even cropped.
Evening Quickie #soldierporn: This is your porn, tagged.
The Blue Angels’ C-130 Hercules, affectionately known as “Fat Albert,” flies over the USMC Silent Drill Platoon at Marine Corps Air Station Yuma, Arizona.
(Photo by Staff Sergeant Oscar L. Olive IV, 4 MAR 2014.)
if all food just automatically tastes better after not eating for two days…
You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father’s bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin’ was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn’t.
Little Forrest, he’s doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping-pong. He’s really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He’s so smart, Jenny. You’d be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can’t read it. I’m not supposed to, so I’ll just leave it here for you.
Jenny, I don’t know if Momma was right or if, if it’s Lieutenant Dan. I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it’s both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there’s anything you need, I won’t be far away.