old mr_johnnya:
the water does
old mr_johnnya:
sitting on a park bench
old mr_johnnya:
transilience
old mr_johnnya:
the things you don't see
old mr_johnnya:
zen
old mr_johnnya:
a clear middle
old mr_johnnya:
(walkin' the tightrope)
old mr_johnnya:
dawn smoke
old mr_johnnya:
one out of three hundred and sixty five
old mr_johnnya:
what makes it new
old mr_johnnya:
zen o'clock in the morning
old mr_johnnya:
even if nobody is listening
old mr_johnnya:
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old mr_johnnya:
far from reality
old mr_johnnya:
overnight storm departure
old mr_johnnya:
winter's release
old mr_johnnya:
what is it about a waterfall
old mr_johnnya:
call it stepping up
old mr_johnnya:
at the turks head
old mr_johnnya:
she got diamonds for mothers day
old mr_johnnya:
the view from my office window this afternoon
old mr_johnnya:
Tailing Jim and His Water Gun
old mr_johnnya:
parsnips for the picking
old mr_johnnya:
on this morn, her beckoning
old mr_johnnya:
snowing at the town line
old mr_johnnya:
work station illumination
old mr_johnnya:
... to me
old mr_johnnya:
mister, you rockin' the sure shot
old mr_johnnya:
sing child sing
old mr_johnnya:
my office, today
