It's never too late to dream

It's never too late to dream

It's never too late to dream

It's never too late to dream

It's never too late to dream

new for you, for me, for my dogs, for the late night jogs, early morning coffee mugs...they say he had a real "dog" complex but I guess it was better than have a real god complex

Life is what we make it.

In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove. Lyrics I can feel the wind blow Lean into that winding road Setting Sun against my skin Shift into that high gear Get…

My take on the Crossroads myth, still waiting to meet him .....