My Brother, My Friend ...

My Brother, My Friend! I love taking pictures of these two walking together down our road. They always hold hands. They have no fear! They never look back! It's as if they know this road is their very own. I take picture after picture until they top the hill and start downward, and then I go after them. I can only imagine if they're talking or what they're saying to each other in their two year old language. But as long as they always hold hands, they're talking more than they know!

Be Blessed,
Tan