Every day in my life I see this picture from my kitchen window, sometimes cloudy and sometimes clear like this, and sometimes with planes coming in.
I have been over there a couple of time; sometimes waiting for family to arrive, sometimes with family waiting on the ground for me. But most of the time I am just observing the plane from here and imagining all the rest.
When you are hungry and it is cold, windy and raining, nothing is better than a warm pasty from a corner shop in Liverpool.
I took these photos during Victorian week and I realized that they were full of details that deserve attention.
When I took this photo, two years ago, I was a bit lost, wondering what to do with my life.
I promised to myself that to pass through the trees I had to move FORWARD with a combination of three things: listen to my heart, trust in my family and enjoy my life.
This is Cotton, and she represent home.
When we go out, sometimes for a couple of hours, sometimes for months, she is always there waiting for us to return. And when we see her, running to greet us, we know we are home.
Esta es Cotton y representa el Hogar.
Cuando salimos, a veces por horas, a veces por meses, Ella siempre esta allí, esperando por nosotros. Y cuando la vemos corriendo hacia nosotros para saludarnos, sabemos que estamos en Casa.
Just, because they are unique in their own way.
Sólo, porque ellas son únicas en su propia forma.
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