
….speaking of chipmunks 🐿…..

….speaking of chipmunks 🐿…..
Let’s get it straight. This breakdown concerns who? Me, possibly you. Stop, look around. Do I appear to even care? It’s absolutely the nineteenth time..wait a minute, I heard all of this in a song 🎵 …….
Change oil in lawn tractor, pour a little cocktail 🍸…my decision, up to me. Well now, let’s see…….Cheers…………..

….mourning dove love…

…rising from a winter nap, reaching for the springtime sun…….

…driving with Elton, singing along…a madman myself, what a song…..with a bottle of booze in the back of my car….razor face, amazing grace….I’ll never learn the reason why……
Four Twenty once again. Fire one up, then begin. Laugh out loud, feel mellow within. Troubles behind, good times ahead. Smiling crazily, lounging lazily. Pass me that snack tray, turn the album over. Wondering, will I be doing this when I’m older……😊

….Ezra knows….grass is growing, we’ll be mowing……actually I’ll be mowing, she’ll be snoring 😴..

…little imposter, hidden away….eating seeds, doing his thing…..
Hitchhiking, thumb out. Dumb luck winning, no doubt. Caught a ride in Baton Rouge, all the way to Santa Fe. Holed up for forty two days. Emerging with a another face, different ways. Unrecognized, unrealized, starting over again…..