Inklings of Life (on Mars?) ~ American Sentence 103 of 108
David Bowie will forever be in my heart and consciousness.
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Rugged Narcissism ~ American Sentence Day 102 of 108
more ripples in the collective
Read MoreTwilight Flight ~ American Sentence Day 101 of 108
Meanwhile, I was moseying along on my bicycle in this little mountain town – I found myself transported back to the east village – the food, the smells, the people, the clothes, the bookstores, the creative collaboration. Ah. The best of both worlds.
Read Moreall my love ~ American Sentence ~ Day 100 of 108
I write letters, he picks flowers – we both put them in places where we least expect them.
Read Moreturning doubt around ~ Day 99 of 108 American Sentence
I am free to do all that I want to do! Wow!
Read MoreWildflower Overflow ~ American Sentence Day 98 of 108
warm breezy days, cool nights, the smell of wild roses – and every day he gives me a new flower
Read Morelove letter to America ~American Sentence Day 97 of 108
“…There was a big high wall there that tried to stop me
Sign was painted, it said private property
But on the back side it didn’t say nothing
This land was made for you and me…”
~ Woodie Guthrie
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holly troy ~ sacred folly 