a nod from yesterday. |
come to me. |
dainty mushrooms |
everything i don't understand is a mystery. |
a flash from yesterday. |
the frequency of change. |
i must find a name for these. |
i really want a know you. |
i'm so pleased. |
it never gets old does it. |
lacking tails we wag our tongues but often mean something different. |
this natural stillness, this calm, keen attention. |
path of oaks. |
softly repeating. |
bird of brilliant orange. |
the garden path. |
the thorn tree. |
still water. |
will you not be throwing objets today? |
the green tower. |
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