season of the early calves

call of the snow

from wind to wind

Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other. - Louise Erdrich

All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood. - Rainer Marie RIlke

all of that

on loving and creation

on loving and dying

"the trip i'm on right now, an awake dream - information and experience, woven in on spontaneous joy rides driven by the poetic license of the imaginative workings of my mind."
- A 2 the K

another go around the wheel

the go down flower