The journey begins
Northward bound0
The journey begins
Northward bound0
The unsmushed element of tire squash.
The details and intricacies are amazing0
poem by a friend and another
My life cracks open. I stand in it, careful not to run. -Jerry Webber ———————————– Listen — are you breathing just a little and calling it a life? -Mary Oliver0
A morning with mom
And a stroll through her gardens.0