Originally posted on Michael Rehling: a note attached to air whatever i  tell you. dont let the words be all you hear. the way the fire gets brighter when i blow on it Most likely will not be published!

Originally posted on the other bunny: ? After my mother and sister died from a disease the wind blew in from ghost towns, the same white dress they both wore, in different eras, stood in the closet, as if a life of its own. I remember my sister wearing that dress while holding a prayer…

Originally posted on Life in Portofino: source This is day 26 of Days of Unreason: “On some clear nights in the country the stars can exhaust us.” – Jim Harrison ? On clear nights in the winter we go out on an upper deck on the back of our house and gaze at the night…