We named him Marty and threw him a party.

Most people walked by quickly and avoided eye contact. One woman stopped to inspect. I assured her i did not kill him. She said, "but you tied that balloon to him (?)" It wasn't exactly a question. I think she was implying that killing him and tying a balloon to him were comparable. She sounded drunk, or French. I couldn't tell.

I just adore your cat's necktie

Was walking the dogs when i saw this missing kitty poster. I once lost Stella for three days. Its terrible to lose a pet. Still, i hope Smokey is now with a family with subtler taste in neck wear.

What's going on at your local church?

Found next to the church across the street from my apartment.... i have always been troubled by organized religion. now i can say i am seriously curious.

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Dedicated to Penelope...

Dear P, I Loved the suns. Maybe next time you can use some of mine .

Nature Watching

Native to the crispy pine and pegboard woodlands, here we see a rare Brown Monika.

I was there

Karla, 1983
......................I've never known her like this, with the wind in her hair. My father's hand interrupts the frame with what i imagine is careless adoration. I was there. they might not have know it then, but i was there. my mothers hands knew, protecting me from the chill. It's a comfort to know there was a time when they could be in the same room together, or even the same boat.