To the tides of time that unfold ever so slowly. A long day in the park just ruminating life. It feels like it’s out of a Yanni album cover but it’s a real way to spend your time in the summer and fall months. Spring is too early to really make use of the damp nature.
Taking photographs on a 1960s camera as if to say yes, I am a legitimate hipster. So hip it really does hurt in my hip. Can’t eat enough humous to satisfy this raging appetite for existence that we all crave once in a while.
To the best days of our lives, when the municipal park becomes our office. I work for the creative spirit and pay my taxes to inspiration.