When I was riding around on my dirt bike, I came upon this road that had this broken building, the wall had fallen
into the street and the roof’s frame ribs are still hanging on. I was a attracted to its color because it’s the same color of
my Harley. I love the color because it reminds me of Catalina Island where my parents met and I was conceived. It reminds me of being free riding around on a scooter along the ocean (on this day, a dirt bike). So I stopped and took a picture of the wall and picked up two pieces to put one in my garden and one in my Airstream. It keeps me connected to the places, the stories and the faces I have visited along
my journey. To me success is seeing the world, appreciating beauty even if it’s broken.
There is more to tell about these two stones I don’t
know where to start. I promise you, you will be amazed. When I get through my photos, I’ll get to the one where I picked it up and maybe that is where my story will begin.