a brown bird sat on my windowsill this morning and I thought I saw a banana slug on my walk home tonite. but… it was a stick. however the puddles are real, and it’s been raining like 1998 here. never has the bicycling been so epic, or my pants so wet. my new little room […]
Tag: reading
and there
I have been watching the bees buzzing around the raspberry bushes sitting in the hammock listening to the silken whisper of leaves reeling in the heat wave reading about hobbitses and elves reading about Indonesia India and Italy sitting in bed just watching the sun angle change to illuminate another million shades of green there […]