Wow, now it’s light when I leave Braveheart’s house the morning after the writing group.
I guess these are trumpet vines.
So gorgeous.
It almost doesn’t look real.
Any Given Sundry
Look. Something beautiful. Every day.
Wow, now it’s light when I leave Braveheart’s house the morning after the writing group.
I guess these are trumpet vines.
So gorgeous.
It almost doesn’t look real.
Any Given Sundry 
Didn’t William Carlos Williams write a poem about, “So much depends upon the red lawn chair, beside the white window.” ??Hydra
Whoops is misquoted it. It should be, “So much depends upon the read lawn chair, glazed with flanel shirt, beside the white window.” There now that’s right.Hydra