Birthday wanderings

In true Wandering Pigeon style, I got lost for my birthday. What an incredible day it was. First, one of my passions is photographing old and abandoned things. Especially buildings, and my birthday road trip didn't disappoint. It provided some surprises along the way too. Osage City provided my first photographic opportunity. But they weren't selling slushes... Continue Reading →

Thirty-eight

Tomorrow is my final day of being 38 years old. After tomorrow, I'll never be 38 again. Ever. I realized that fact tonight as I was thinking about things. And what I figured out is this: while I'll never be 38 again after tomorrow, I'm not even promised 39. If I'm lucky, I'll have 365... Continue Reading →

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