End Of April

No one really knows. I find the times so scary. Bobbing and weaving.

Soft Breeze From The Mississippi

Blocks from the river. Returning to the garden. Rose, sunflow, cosmo.

Remembering

So many things have happened and I'm amazed. I don't know what to think about the past? It's gone. I have no attachment to it. I'm here and that's that. Feeling lucky and happy and strangely content. It's a blessing that cannot be defined. I prepare for Alaska. Excited that I'm juggling prosperity and freedom. Still in love with ghosts.

Corps Of Discovery

I feel contentment. Ocean message sounds motion. Water way with boats.

Bunny Props Love

The machinations of a Broadway run. Endurance is required to survive. I love Show Business. Astoria here I come!

Queen For A Day

Work rewards patience. Days flow filled with love and peace. I'm used to Portland.

Half Way To Freedom

Well kick my ass and call me stupid. That's what 'Wicked' has done. I see the end in sight. Thrilled but cautious. Forward to Spring daze I wander. I like what is dangerous and dark. I am light and love. Opposing forces attract. Own your actions and pay the price to love. I do.