my beans and eggs are an art form hospitality has lent me lil' moments of heaven in my slight hut- you can smell cumin spice and hear the rattling banjo burl ives is my guest
and you....
you sit you eat let me feed you let me try to listen let me speak too maybe it'll be seasoned with a grace?
progress not perfection is my hanging cardigan sweater the lover-God is my true landlord and my toaster might sandwich your heart....
Do Life! i say then mark it down. share. share. share.
Todd, the max video with should be 425. It makes the videos fit on Blogger neatly.
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ReplyDeleteis my hanging cardigan sweater
the lover-God is my true landlord
and my toaster might sandwich
your heart...."
This kills me.