a few pictures from this summer’s fun…
as birds chirp cheepflowers bud bloomthoughts float forward and backwardsnot a jigsaw puzzle,or a game,just a mess. like breaking a bottle of olive oil.
maybe… further mostly right now I want to finish.But I can’t even decidewhat tack to take talking the truth is in the sourcesput aside your point of viewbut doesn’t context matter?aren’t those prejudices true?to some extentit always does come together in the end. but why is it so hardto know what you needreally?