this weekend i’m making an effort to change where and how i look at my world. i will try to un-fix my stubborn lenses so that i don’t miss out on all the beauty to be had, even when just walking to the mailbox. i tend to cartwheel and spark over the shiny...
two fridays ago i thought i was home free: my classes were taught, my clients were whipped tight and firm for the weekend’s scantily clad endeavors, the beast was shiny clean. the first afternoon off in months, and just as i pulled polly into her cool,...
a poor life this if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare. ~william henry davies Similar posts:hello.....good morning.....hooky? on such a winter's...
