these remain some of my favorites.
a light-filled post in a dark month.
when I was cooped up with more and more oddities.
this picture makes it feel like march again.
I think about this quote often.
I keep this poem hung of my bedroom door to this day. From a hectic month.
rather another hectic month, with much travel and a dear friend.
when I finally looked at some older rolls of film.
when summer was slow.
when the nights were short but full
and I took a short class on poetry.
when I went back to school, featuring the art room.
and I spent these last days of summer.
when some friends and I began a tradition of sorts.
a poem, a month so short.
& an unexpected encounter.
quiet around here. A playlist I was listening to.
see also: two zero one five