Archives for 2019

And driven in gargantuan grimaces derived from annually flowering trees.

Selling a book which you don’t need to buy. Seemingly fresh but absolutely surprising because it contains old well-preserved relics.

Beauty emitted beyond all songbirds, love birds and giggling gangsters.

We home in on homeliness and the wild open, unexplored spaces between small corners.

Leave the gargling to the bubbling brooks.

A stream aiming to become a river soon.

Surely they’ll give us the best room in the house, even if they have to sleep in the woodshed?

Of course.

Because it’s You.

How wonderful to be treated thus.

And how spectacular to treat guests that way.

We’ll send out the invitations forthwith.

Grace and grandeur.

There are quality pairs and many will be lost to the lowest, the fine and good will be exalted by the highest.

Aspiring to the top, and laughing when a slip occurs say the wise children.

It’s a genre thing.

Share the biscuit, save the gravy.

Are you all in the South now or have we been on a road trip encompassing breakfast eateries and local feed-places?

We learn philosophy by night and gloss lipstick colors by day.

We cut wheat by hand and toast to passing phases.

No plan, thank goodness!

Still sun-blond bleached and on show in the display center.

Sipping a swimming pool volume of absinthe and taking it slowly, we wonder if the future slid in under the door.

Kindly place your comments in the red box.

We take all suggestions seriously, and at the same time with skepticism.

A small sip a day is hardly noticeable in its human effect or in shrinking the backlog.