amatul

making love.
Walking & eating lunch with beers and Kimchee on an organic farm.
getting your fingers sucked by two day old goat kids.
playing in a pirate ship playground.
walking in the woods towards town as dusk falls.
getting picked up for a ride by kind yuppie strangers who remember the 1960's.
getting home to make love again.


Well,
and what day could beat that....?
Pinch my bottom, I'm happy about Sat.