This is the view from my porch. It may still be pretty damn cold (especially today) but god damn it, it’s BEAUTIFUL.
Thursday the 11th marked one year since my brother Sean’s death. On the day, the family (my parents and I) went to our local pub to commemorate the time with a couple of drinks and a couple of stories.
Today we decided to go to the Scarborough Bluffs, a spot we took my brother often to feed the ducks. he would always laugh at the sounds the ducks, geese and the bastard seagulls would make. There we spent a loaf of bread and some time just thinking about him. I managed to bring my camera and get a couple of shots of some of the wildlife that came to us. Thankfully they were willing to pose for a piece of bread. If only human models were like that.
Hope you’re doing well wherever you are, Sean. I miss you.