candle_lit_trail lostgirl the time spent browsing through the past year of photos could have been a smooth attempt at a kick_in_the_face however there is only warm remembrance the usual chronology of birthdays and holidays is there, the family moments preserved with expected clarity and something else a candle_lit_trail is woven into the tapestry; into the history book of me the sunsets, the rainbows, the wildlife, the secret lake and the scratches of plane exhaust making x's in the sky its all there but only translatable by one 110405 what's it to you? who go blather from