I was walking through Decatur Cemetery tonight while my 9 year old had softball practice and as I’m coming up a hill I see this beautiful Mustang convertible. As I got closer I see the owners and ask if I can take some pics. The guy seemed a bit suspicious at first, “Are you a photographer?” I told him no, just a Mustang enthusiast. I verified that this was a 67 and I told him about my brother's 68 convertible and my dad's 57 Ford Fairlane (I've posted pics of this before) and then we talked for about 15 minutes about Mustangs and how the prices are increasing b/c they are in demand from oversea collectors. He said he was suspicious of me b/c he's found pictures of his car with his family in it on the Web. His wife said I was the first person to ever ask if I could take a picture. She said most people just try to do it indiscreetly. Great looking car! There's an older gentleman in my neighborhood with a red 67 convertible. My plan is to write him a letter to let him know my interest in the car. I've seen it in her carport for over 20 years and I would let him know that I will treat it with love and respect as a car like this should be. Who knows? Maybe I'll get lucky.


A clinical psychologist by day, Cyril Rolando (aka AquaSixio) spends his free time creating beautifully surreal, digital artwork that portray fantastic scenes and worlds.




this ship I sail has no path, no destination ~

it floats aimlessly

to nowhere.

I navigate alone

with the world as my guide ~

toward the sunset

on the waves






1968 Shelby GT 500KR

Anyone who thinks fallen leaves are dead has never watched them dancing on a windy day.
Shira Tamir (via barefoot-in-the-country)


If God could run out of grace, He would’ve for me by now. And yet every morning I wake up, He says, “There is more, there is still more.”