The madness has only intensified.

Is there an end to the fighting?

Mountain time.

If you knew the answer then you wouldn’t be asking the question.

how simple: it's up to me.

Yes the wounds are healing. Fissures remain in the dry skin, painful and nagging.

it's simple stuff that makes glow worms glow. us too.

Sister, SoHo, Dosa, Dancing.

Moz at Carnegie, red velvet, lovely evening rain, came together nicely.

a drop of learning in a sea of mindlessness. http://tinyurl.com/csamxq

uphill, against the wind, carrying 80 pounds. well spent afternoon.

young one, die hard, but take heart, for tonight your room is clean and your bed is made.

tonight at the stone.

The night begins accidentally, becomes serious.

Looking into the future, figuratively.