Last Week With My Love ( Read more... )

My lips are too big to play trumpet ( Read more... )

This is incomplete and not going anywhere in particular ( Read more... )

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Wine Before Bed ( Read more... )

When there has been a light snow and intense cold, the drifts around bushes become crisp thin shells from under which all the snow has either shrunk or blown away. A toe tap could crumble these shells without a good-bye. As it is the wind scours them airy smooth. Here is where the snow was. Remember me ( Read more... )

For You, Liking Birthdays ( Read more... )

Tad pissed off at the O'Reilley Factor right now, although, let's face it, that's not so bizarre ( Read more... )

Found this from the past summer ( Read more... )

the grin that you gave ( Read more... )