087 – Stalking the wild sofa
Strolling early this evening I spotted a mature adult sofa, out in the open, resting in the long grass of the veldt. It’s rare to …
Strolling early this evening I spotted a mature adult sofa, out in the open, resting in the long grass of the veldt. It’s rare to …
Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong? — Emily Dickinson The day couldn’t get …
The native clematis, in this case, Clematis forsteri (that Forster guy again) has a real soft spot in my heart. I love the creamy greeny …
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright, In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire in …
Can it be? A sunny day? Finally? And suddenly everyone’s out strutting their stuff and life is good. It’s been funny, tho, seeing everyone wandering …
Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning …
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