Is this you? I don't remember but what I do remember is that you joked that your image might end up in a gallery large and grand instead its a fictitious postcard on the web hope you like it.
Spring time in minneapolis and the illusion of this clean, white and still place lifts and shows us whats hidden it can be the blooming of crocuses, or budding green life or 40oz bottles of malt liquor and cheetos bags
I think its true if I understood what you said that we can see child as carefree and pure but do not always realize the daunting task of dealing with our world
I remember first hearing of a minnesota writer living in iceland serving pork chops and humor from a small cottage by the sea in the years since I have come to admire him through his disobediant wit and general outlook on things no doubt he will inspire generations to think
10 till spring, at least that's what I heard although can we count days or just wait for that day when we erupt from our homes and embrace the warm wind and flooded fields
These things are so stressful going in and then something fantastic happens in the tension and joy of the moment and the presence of mind knowing it will soon be over
Days sometimes begin and end with task complete or left undone and tomorrow comes into view yet some days are marvelous wonders with creation and laughter as a guide and the day can only end when you are cold, wet and inspired.