Malik, my cat, who knows exactly how to love me. He wanders past, ever so often, offers a short love session on his way by, he never comes just to smooch me, he's always going somewhere else. He doesn't smother, he doesn't ignore. He lets the wind dance between us. He knows exactly how to love me.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
accidentally good
Went for a walk on rib mountain today, with the intention of taking some good pictures... unfortunately I'm not very good at being intentional. Fortunately, I'm subject to happy accidents.
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