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.
Monday, February 25, 2013
wind howling
beautiful full moon; art structures caught and downed by the winds. calling it early tonight and am going to cuddle warmly and listen to the wind talk to my trees as the moon leads.
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