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.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
And speaking of flies....
You are most certainly finding me invisible, yes yes?
And if not invisible, then at least, certainly mostly coy and alluringly aloof, is it not so? Sir! Please!
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