…one leg at a time. Just like everyone else.
A waterfall of curls, cascading in a roaring froth of sun-brightened white… . .
A grinch, I am not. I love Christmas. It always arrives too quickly and leaves too soon. And much the way I scramble after baubles when they drop (or are… Read more »
Taken well after midnight during an early-August bout of heat-induced insomnia. I have no love for lack of sleep, but I sorely miss the summer heat.
. . . and flowers . . . HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY .
This doesn’t really need an explanation, does it? . .