Wednesday, December 24, 2025

December?

Northern California's emerald winter.  Plushness your eyes can feel.   Happy roots.  
 

1 comment:

  1. took so long to braid the sock and banish all the commas,
    she tipped her hat at the hotel door and ran down the burnished parsimony...it was winter somewhere distant and he never calls this time of year

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