Inktobering
Inktober thus far.
Inktober thus far.
Rain sleet snow or thirty below, the post must flow.
Happy Inktober First!
So many places to be, though I could stand here in the glow all night…
I was just thinking…kick pedals & a throne.
Dammit Ralph, Do you think Lono’s place is fireproof? And what happened to Jai-Alai?
I scoop the cat turds twice a day because I know cats will tattle.
Enole ‘ni Mari, Seta vere ner. We made it. Anything that was not rock— the beautiful red rock— enferranti nisevia sim ci ne! as brilliant and jeweled a red as ever— was scattered about and touched by flame. I collected one of your looking glasses, one you kept on a …
Leaning on the end of the mantel in Ms. Stein’s parlor.
There’s the remnant of an old mill in Weaverville a stone’s throw from the park…