Tiny fingers (that have touched the stars)
Tired
They are not the scourge we take them for
Oh sweet bird of youth
What is my net worth?
Behind the scene
The giving tree
On our backs (in the meadow)
My soul to keep
Hall pass
Up, up, and away
Flame
Full head
Bladders and holdfasts
Torn and frayed
In the weeds (with punks & lampenputzer)
Sparks flew
Plush
he dreams of her; he calls her
Space odyssey
Squeezebox
Seamless
Beautiful waste
Grumpy old men
Lucky [00]7
Time for some spring cleaning
Magnolia
The Children's Table
Swan lake
Connecticut
Cowboy Up!
Noon check-out
There are times when the natural world makes you feel, simultaneously, both small and expansive.
![Lucky [00]7](/ephemera/lucky-007-g_229.jpg "Lucky [00]7")
