Entrenched in Matters Natural, Ephemeral, and Bicycle.
Devoted to the spacing of leaves and the teeth on rear cogs, the loading of springs and the spacing of frogs.
In every effort to concatenate the thoughts of bugs with the songs of trees with the acts of man.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
While we slept in the car,
stripped to the boneybones. mike arrives by bicycle, New Orleans to Charleston, tells of Mr. Bob's Hired Sportsmen. Set to rights, freshly painted. Note lack of mold. What he is a'thinkin, he doesn't know himself the noble dog
stripped to the boneybones.
mike arrives by bicycle, New Orleans to Charleston, tells of Mr. Bob's Hired Sportsmen.
Set to rights, freshly painted. Note lack of mold.
What he is a'thinkin, he doesn't know himself
the noble dog
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