Precious Time

Childhood is a short season.  ~Helen Hayes

Where does the time go?  Somewhere.  And too quickly.  When did our little boy grow into a man?  A man who will take the time to colour and imagine a beautiful world with his little brother.


Oh the joy of being able to drop everything because there is an imaginary world that demands to be brought to life from the mind of a small child, with the help of an older brother.


Working... hands and hearts together.


Mirror:: what his hands were, and what his hands will become.