I am a lover of old buildings and churches. This one was a picture taken by my sister inlaw down east in canada. It reminds me of a castle. I feel such strength and power from this building, as if each brick has it's own story to tell.
I am a lover of all things old. Even my husband. lol. he is eleven years older. I had great admiration and respect for my Grandparents. My Grandma taught me to knit, crochet,do some needlepoint. She loved doing that. I never heard her swear. she was a true lady. My Grandpa always had gum for us and would pull our ears. As I am getting older I seem to think of them more often. I wish I had asked questions about their lives. i am sure they had a lot to offer and a lot of interesting stories that will never be told.
It is funny how you see strength in a building, strength in a pair of arthritic hands, a lifetime of living, new beginnings and endings and we cherish moments that we did not before. i guess this is life. cherish our moments, our memories and make more today.