oh my. what a word match. from now on, barbed wire will be straps. deep in my heart, i look eagerly for what you find and present in place of clouds. i hope i didnt wake you when i said “oh my” out loud at this machine.
you even arranged for yusef to slide joyce in there for his birthday! these nights when you say “i dont think i have anything.” i’m still shaking my head. and from now on, mesquite posts will be masts.
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oh my. what a word match. from now on, barbed wire will be straps. deep in my heart, i look eagerly for what you find and present in place of clouds. i hope i didnt wake you when i said “oh my” out loud at this machine.
you even arranged for yusef to slide joyce in there for his birthday! these nights when you say “i dont think i have anything.” i’m still shaking my head. and from now on, mesquite posts will be masts.
Cool shots! I super love that one with the barbed wire……fabulous!
Wow! Where,how! So cool, both photo’s!