Moon Pix

Mango icebox cake from my 29th birthday. What a calm day I had, like the calm before the storm. I really liked sitting in the dark grass. With my candle burning in my hand. I had to hold it and guard it from the wind and that was a good feeling. I could be a moat guard. Protect your castle.

NA rose! Going to drink some now. Plus, that needlepoint was sent to me all the way from Sweden. Named him Hector, derived from the Greek word ékhein, meaning "to have" or "to hold."

Intoxicating summer charge. And cheap

At least there is still berries & whipped cream for breakfast

There are ghosts everywhere! Even in her house. Even in the flowers in the garden!

Languid, lazing, loping tree—sky grasses for later, they touch on your memory.
Emit a scent of greenish heaven.
Turns the head lamps on. Parts of you out of nowhere forgiven.
Green as goblins, leaf fluttery and branch-sick.
The nest, the bird’s handle
And in yellow wind the tree-neck sinks.

She is my funky girl. Lamplit Gigi