Fevered chills

It feels like rain

It feels like rain

i always hear people complaining about this and that. i never hear anyone say “Today, i stepped out into the sunshine, closed my eyes, listened to the birds, and felt the pulse of life coursing through it all. You know, i’m truly thankful to be a part of this brief miracle.”

Rare books, nearly 200 years old? Yes please. My collection grows.

Black Ocean, oh how i love you.

i wander and wonder

Broke my deck at the Caldwell Plaza last night, but had a new set up ready to go. So fun! Loving this perfect skating weather.

Bill Carman’s work will be in the Brumfield’s Gallery, March 16th. Don’t miss it!