Seizing adulthood...
As usual, Ruby is naturally photogenic.
At 16-years-old, Ruby is already more grownup than I'll ever be, and I enjoy documenting sincere joy.
Ruby's birthday gift to her boyfriend on Wednesday. As I snapped the above two pictures, Ruby boosted about being a good girlfriend.
Tapping into the unknown wells of imagination, I imbibed an intoxicating sense of calmness as Ruby drove. I am not the constant back seat coach who criticizes the smallest of rookie driver inconsistencies.
When it comes to driving a vehicle, I adhere to the ancient advice I received in the early 1980s; Driving is not a contest, and the object is to get from point A to B without incident.
Ruby relaxed and blaring Taylar Swift music. Driving is so easy, glance, don't stare at the stereo controls and watch the road. 
The cosmic crackle of information fuels the embers of greatness. Traversing the depths of human nature while swirling in a vortex of sanity, or maybe?
Mark Izzy Schurr
