It’s always a great mystery who is walking whom
The desert is sprawled out below me
Little dots on the hillsides of hikers
Runners and bikers
The beauty is unreal
Beans and steak
That’s the menu
Tired
All that socialism
Nap time
The dog is here
I will paint
Wash the car
Make a pie
I got to text w/ my sons
Blessings
New world families
Stretched accross the globe