Tuesday, September 1

hittin' it from the back....

i thought all ya'll mutha-lickin' 'uckas might like a snappy one,
of our glorious, notorious Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
it's yellow, for real, so don't worry, your monitor is perfectly fine.
that there is the westside backside sunroom/upper bedroom area.
yeah.
seriously.
times are being had,
styles are gettin' harder,
and in between all that we're slowly makin' these moments happen.
all of 'em.
really, really hard.
i'm practically sh!tting my pants about all the crap that needs to get gotten to,
but in the right here and now, my ninjas,
i'm feelin' pretty flippin' psyched....

dear secret universal plan,
i love you.
thanks for lettin' me blaze a burly stump,
and see the settin' sun shine down on the woodsly goodness.
for what it's worth,
i'm grateful.
xoxoxoxox,
a.

never quiet, never soft.....

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