that was just a dream
clouds whispered as fires rode through the night sky sending shadows of smoke through the air. standing against strength I lunge into the unknown only to weep in despair.
still i hear you in my heart in the clouds below my feet still i hear your heart
Waiting for paint to dry is the worst….
I haven’t been coming here to write lately because I have been painting and photographing up a storm. but I still have the itch to write so I will be back soon. below is a photo I took at the end of last summer. I had to put a copyright— that’s what the darker block […]