Halo napping this Sunday morning.
She’s got the right idea.
Halo napping this Sunday morning.
She’s got the right idea.
My favourite poem by Charles Bukowski is called “An almost made up poem” and I am not sure what parts are real and what parts are not but I never get tired of reading it…
” I wrote back, all
lovers betray. it didn’t help. you said”
Taken in Boulder City, Nevada
A water colour painting I finally finished.
So.
This happened.
Old milk canister from Bonnie Springs, Red Rock Canyon NV.
It struck me as oddly romantic if the love of your life carried your heart in whatever they could find. As long as they kept it safe, yeah?