Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind. We grow old only by deserting our ideals. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; As young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; As young as your hope, as old as your despair.
Boundaries impose limits on us, whether they’re social constructs or real, physical objects. Having seven housecats and not wanting them to roam, our pool patio provides the perfect boundary. Although I have caught all of them at one time or another, here is Nicky looking at me longingly to come out from his confines.
I took this picture of Orlando City Hall a while back. I just liked the design of the door and windows. I didn’t realize until later that the reflection of the Grand Bohemian Hotel across the street showed up in the small window above the door!