Sun’s out, plums out. Or similar.
April 6, 2018
April 5, 2018
That time of year when the daphne, Oregon’s state flower blooms. Of course the state flower is actually the grape, and you’ve just been caught, you charlatan non-egonian.
April 27, 2017
“How’d the cow go today when we were chasing it? And, what’d you find in the chicken’s house?”
April 26, 2017
April 25, 2017
The Amphitheater is recording us all.
March 5, 2017
There came a cloven gleam.
March 3, 2017
I will go back into the garden and hear the Song of Songs.
