I've stared at this picture for hours with it on repeat. Dreaming about what is happening in it. A story spawns. It's like when I read your writing. A story spawns. I can't help but be inspired.
P.S. I miss you too of course but I'm not sure the desert misses the rain. I do though, living in the desert, me and the rain go way back.
Weird how a certain smell or sound, or just the weather can recall memories of our former selves. Happens to me alot too!
You do have a way with words
Sweet update!
your writing just made all wistful, with spring in the air and all. great stuff, but now you've got me cravin' bacon.
Pianos Become The Teeth? and oh yeah, love that EBTG "missing" song.
Yes, life is rather amazing; the last year has brought some super hard times, but some super great times as well. Myriah and I have a house now!!! With a spare room, for when you come to town!
thats funny, i just drove past one of their trucks and i was thinking just that to myself. i should give them a call tomorrow and see whats going on with them.
I do though, living in the desert, me and the rain go way back.
Glad you're back.