So I brainstorm. Whilst sipping.
Photography
Yes. More glasses.
Needing a walk, as always. But, needing the fog more than anything. Even more than my beloved vines. […]
Tired of the thinking, the planning, the profuse and diluted ‘what if’. ‘Nother pic I find, solitary leaf, […]
The drive over here, in my mood, thinking of what to write, why not just have a jam […]
At the Vine Street Starbucks, one of my older but still frequented writing spots, stops. Cinnamon-raison bagel and […]
And my first thought, “So what?” Opened the Merlot I bought from St. Francis the other day, looking […]
the glass, in the room, in the time.