πΈ Wife.

πΈ Wife.
πΈ No Hockey, Only Pleasure
Cannot look cool with this shit strapped to your face.
Huh.
Spinal surgery.
I call him Herman.
πΈ Wrecked em.
π§ Xmas eve skate.
π² Big fella.
πΈ Gudak 4.
πΈ Eren Yeager / Zombie
πΈ First.
πΈ Clowns.
πΈ Gudak 3.
πΈ Gudak Roll 2
πΈ Gudak Roll 1
πΈ Play fighting.
πΈ First/last.
πΈ Friday.
πΈ Parade Of Wonders.
π Making it weird.
π Dragonsborn.
ποΈ Been awhile since I had a byline, but turns out Iβm still alive and inside the new issue of Canadian Geographic.
Teacup Rock dies as it lived: dramatically. The formation stood alone, a stark, top-heavy mass of jagged, rust-red rock balancing delicately on a narrow and crumbling base. It looked impossible, defying the elements, the Atlantic and the laws of physics. Everyone knew it was on borrowed time, assuming winter ice pushing in from the Gulf of St. Lawrence would eventually topple the structure. In the end, it was the 140-kilometre winds and punishing waves of Hurricane Fiona that brought βthe Teacupβ down and washed it away.
β€οΈ Valentineβs in Paris.
βοΈVintage Canada.
πΈ Chinook Blast
π²
πΈ Friday again.
πΈ Grim times.
πΈ Another year of weirdo school photos.
πΈ Shit just got real.
πΈ Transplendence.
π¨οΈ Printed some Thing.
πΈ Queen of the world.
π Xmas eve.
πΈ Tree time.
π€ Uploaded the kids.
π Nerd night.
π· Doctors.
π· Backstage.
Γ’ΒΒI donΓ’ΒΒt care. ItΓ’ΒΒs your picture day. Wear whatever you want.Γ’Β ð€·ÒΒΒΓ’ΒΒΓ―ΒΈΒ
Get the fuck out of my house.
π· Mayne.
π· Street eats.
π· Science World.
π· Beachcombers.
π· Dining at The Fancy Bistro.
π· Stampede
π· Ice cream
π· Camping at Rocky Mountain House
My son drew me.