As I was walking leaving the boat yard I saw this little guy out of the corner of my eye... talk about a "watch dog".
I sat down and talked to this dude a for a little while. He told me some crazy stories about different things he had been through in his life. One of the things that stuck with me the most was when he told me everything he owned in the world was in that black backpack. On the drive back home I started to think about when I would go on tour and take two bags with me and thats what I lived out of for a couple weeks, but thinking about living that way for long periods of time was imaginable for me. I hope what path in life this dude picks from now on things get a little bit easier for him.
This is a house that is on the way to St. Augustine from my house. I've always loved big cities and tall buildings, but there is just something about this house (pretty much in the middle of nowhere) that I love.