Monthly Archives: November 2008

How am I not myself?

For a moment this morning I thought the air smelled like snow. Saw a flurry fall past me, but that was all. My mind flashes back to last winter and winters before that and I smile.

Fall into November

A mix.

Tell the World.

The end of a crappy day brought about some creativity. For that I am grateful.
A new collage. A lot more colorful then I’m used to, but I liked how it turned out. Slightly inspired, I believe, about dreams about the West and mostly inspired by balloons.