July Clouds
โSome people feel the rain. Others just get wet.โ ~ Roger Miller itโs hot, it’s hotair rises likea morning songsummer itself delicious truthof an old stor...
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A Seasonal Rhythm
Locust spins singing its heart outbefore the wagtail takes its share.The squirrel climbs fast down a treestops and sniffs a baby rabbitnibbling tender twigs wit...
Purposeful Presence
What man creates is truly ingenious. Tough and untouched by corruption itโs everywhere, just like the air we breathe. Agile and thin it travels at a speed and e...