Cheryl Slechta
BPN Member
Once upon a time, when I was a child, I had a little plastic camera. This was before I knew about head angles and
oil spills. There were just the birds and the joy that I felt as I watched them take off and fly as if they didn't have a care in the world.
oil spills. There were just the birds and the joy that I felt as I watched them take off and fly as if they didn't have a care in the world.