I spent yesterday, Father's Day, with my love and with my daddy.
After our family dinner, Brian, Ami and I went to visit Maw for a little while and then we went exploring, taking pictures in Oglethorpe, our home town. I really like how this picture turned out. I'm sitting in front of a very old building, they're all very old, that has been so many things in the past hundred years. I think it's an antique furniture store now. It's had a thousand coats of paint and holds a million secrets. It's the very definition of small town and I loved it. So I'm sitting there on a bench looking off down Sumter Street in little bitty Oglethorpe, Georgia, thinking how lucky I am to have grown up there. I may not live there anymore but my heart sure does.