old mr_johnnya:
wipeout
old mr_johnnya:
rock you like a hurricane
old mr_johnnya:
spillin' over
old mr_johnnya:
water on Poppasquash Road
old mr_johnnya:
a dream of Irene
old mr_johnnya:
no lifeguard on duty
old mr_johnnya:
can't keep the water out
old mr_johnnya:
HIGH tide
old mr_johnnya:
winds SSE at about 35 mph
old mr_johnnya:
ridin' the storm out
old mr_johnnya:
40 mph rain
old mr_johnnya:
alone but not alone
old mr_johnnya:
not ready
old mr_johnnya:
not ready untouched
old mr_johnnya:
be strong
old mr_johnnya:
the morning after
old mr_johnnya:
autumn colors on a blanket of white
old mr_johnnya:
power struggle
old mr_johnnya:
autumn interrupted
old mr_johnnya:
i'm soo cold
old mr_johnnya:
turning towards winter
old mr_johnnya:
early arrival
old mr_johnnya:
for if you live, you will die
old mr_johnnya:
out of the dark
old mr_johnnya:
six feet
old mr_johnnya:
sno brite pastures
old mr_johnnya:
mean high tide
old mr_johnnya:
grounded in anonymity
old mr_johnnya:
in the early morning light
old mr_johnnya:
i cannot see the sky
