jamie {74}:
let your heart guide you. it whispers, so listen closely.
jamie {74}:
emerge
jamie {74}:
what i dream of is an art of balance
jamie {74}:
we now resume the crabapple obsession
jamie {74}:
billowy
jamie {74}:
i ache from the perfumes of spring
jamie {74}:
well hello, bud
jamie {74}:
the earth has music for those who listen
jamie {74}:
love affair.
jamie {74}:
things fall apart, the centre cannot hold
jamie {74}:
smile, breathe, and go slowly
jamie {74}:
one touch of nature makes the whole world kin
jamie {74}:
the gothic crab bedazzled
jamie {74}:
full swing spring {+ 1 in comments}
jamie {74}:
Let ’em dream long as they want to … of June somewhere on the Erie line … and crabapple blossoms.
jamie {74}:
NOT crabby crabapple. not even in the slightest of crabby moods.
jamie {74}:
an optimist is the human personification of spring