repository for the occasional perambulatory rumination

an interesting thing happened in my backyard as i worked inside to put a horrid incident of woman’s inhumanity to woman in perspective and ultimately to rest, and i didn’t even notice until just now as i sift, sort, and situate photos . . . tired of losing sleep and walking daily through utter and […]

have seen in the past few weeks that some people are like these grasses: soft and graceful when viewed from afar but get close and you find their razor-sharp edges. today, though, it was time to leave the world of grasses and create a brand new world of my own clothimation: