Monthly Archives: August 2011



My memories become fuzzy. blurry.

Maybe it’s time to surface.



I guess you’ve left me now.

Thank you for the ride.

And the memories.

But I suppose it’s best that we both move on.



A smile.

A smirk.

A grin.

A lovely imp.


Violet crystallization gives me spasms of ecstasy.



[I apologize for my hiatus.  I hope to continue posting in full force once more.]

View summer out of focus, and you might glimpse something warm and luscious.

I love strawberries.