J.P. Shannon:
Who's my little pothead? #cats #potheads #bromeliads #windows
J.P. Shannon:
Looking for the #bats in the Big Little City.
J.P. Shannon:
Tanks for the memories.
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Purple martins
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Couple new faves.
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The Frost tower gleaming in the sun. #downtownaustin #skyscraper
J.P. Shannon:
A Capitol Sunset
J.P. Shannon:
Awolnation #sunfest2015 Such a great band, if you get a chance to see them, don't hesitate #awolnation
J.P. Shannon:
Pixies! Startin' off strong: U Mass into Bagboy, to Gouge Away... #sunfest2015 #pixies
J.P. Shannon:
Back to the land of conch fritters! Haven't found them in Austin yet. But no matter, it's why we travel.
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Gondolero, another hour in the bardo! And oar your drunken punt Toward the poet's many mothers Gondolero, parola tutti Assaggiamo! Gondolero, another hour through the bardo. And now row in seventh speed, seven times the Bodhi tree - Gondolero, if w
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The first few stars of a newborn evening, just pins of dew on a purpling sky, In truth are dragons fire breathing, But how they pop like candy in a baby's eyes. And turned a moment
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Silence
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Blowing Rocks Preserve
