mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
final prep for first day between watching the grass trying to grow
oh rainmaker, please come my way with a good drench--my microforest and mini-meadow desperately need you. amen.
how come I can blog via my smart phone from this seat but can't make an old fashioned, you know, phone call. hope I can text 911 if I ever need them :)
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