
the bandit returns….

the bandit returns….
at the moment my sanity is suspect, my choices questionable. everything is wonderful ✨️

natures brilliance…
the focus group was floundering, their ideas most astounding. easily spewed, without any clue…

George wears it so very well….
that tune is familiar, words similar, have been spoken. stories, tales I remember as a child. playing games, smiling, days of innocence, never-ending fun…

little one exploring…..
my friend, my enemy. The Glenlivet, I crave. easing my heart, releasing pain. sugar coated words are useless. facts remain. …
rolling sideways, years flying, loved ones dying. it’s life they say, painful anyway….

she’s the boss