This flow, the feeling you stayed forburn bright, this one is gonna be a close on

And their pursuit of flow, how appealing, non?

And becoming more stewardly, as unsuspectingly and evermore waywardly each summer afternoon.

Or as we Hellenes affectionately call it, Phanouropita…for being several hours from being shared and devoured along with all it’s miraculous intentions. Come one, come all on your way home. The keys that you lost are not the ones in … Continue reading →

And that is your superpower – This whispering bloom told me so in the early morning light. Psst…so did @goldidealexx It’s your breath at dawn caught in a cup of thornsfragile, fierce…aching to be held, yet this crimson bloom dares … Continue reading →

Reclaimed and flowing right through like a sweet summer breeze.

The revery is real.

We are the projector not the screen.

Photons away from turning our lemonade a magnificent mauve.

Always a show even through a rusty urban fence.