oh erin you kill me this is unbearableHOW how can you and your gaze and the bird exist as one
and i forgot the trees! the trees are never to be forgotten. and there is the white, tootears
,,,T. Leaf, T. Leaf,, T. Leaf....Merry Christmas...
Erin,The birds soar...And perhaps someday the words will do too...till then we have your eye...and i'm comforted by that...
Nice series!! :-)
It can't rain all the time... just like he said. Beautiful in fight.
"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))