These days. Been thinking of Daddy's boat headed slowly up the creek. Gators sunning on the banks. Box turtles lined up on a log. Orchids...

These days. I'm thinking of the wind. The power of it and the way it moves. Carries things. Of the invisibility. The way it can't be seen...

These days. I am watching dappled sunlight like I have just been born. Like there are filters in this world, soft, shifting patterns I...