Yesterday we went to New Orleans for an adventure. Things worked out well and the day was great.The world seems to glitter approvingly at an adventure.
Meet Hoody Who. To those whom with which he consorts, he goes by Who.
Who is here.
Sometimes it's the things that grow on things that take the focus.
It was strange to see the human expression that was caught in stone portraying a lion. I see rasta.
This is for the lamb.
Third eye who.
I can recall exactly how it felt to take this picture. Lying down on the side of a quaint bridge in City Park, I tried to capture my view. It's funny how the limits of the frame can trigger a recollection of the expanse of the moment.
It's lovely to have bartender friends who, a few sips in, can make an impressive espresso beverage into a different impressive beverage. The best ingredient is love.The moment is everchanging. There is power in the observations made.
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