lovely nieces

when I was living in Santa Fe back in the early 90s, Siobhan came to visit me. She was 3 months old. When Rip and I got married 7 years ago, Niamh read a poem at the wedding that she’d written, she was 6 at the time. Look at them now. Time marches on and they get lovelier.

I get older. Wiser. Happier.

this is Niamh

this is Siobhan