Mason,
Flying through air with the greatest of ease.
This year. This time.
I shall refrain from the rhyme.
Rather, I will pontificate on you.
I will tell the tale of the year that has come and gone.
There were many pictures of which to choose and yet, alas, so many of which are not in my purview. The trips to Pittsburgh and Chicago. Off you went to explore parts of the world you have seen with me and parts never seen by you before.
I admire your spirit. Your essence. The ability to go and see those places.
In so many places you went this year. Stopping to strike a pose or just walking off to see a new site.
Click you heels and your in Ireland.
A kick and a jump and you are home.
Street art and fine art. I admire your willingness to take both in.
I hope the coming year as you set off on your own you find even more paths to walk down and explore.
-Dad
