No one's life is sane. It is learning how to live with the insanity that is the trick. Sure, down South, we all have our skeletons in the closet. The difference is - we open the doors and let them dance on the front porch. After all, who doesn't have a mother who thinks she knows it all, a father who knows best, at least one irritating sibling, and that weird uncle no one wants to sit by at supper. I'm not sure what "Normal" is, but whatever it is, I know I live a bit south of it.
My Life A Bit South of Normal
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Photography Post - Green Car
Most of the cars in Cuba, as old as they are, still run thanks to the ingenuity and determination of the Cuban people to make the best of what they have. This one, however, looks to be a work in progress.