You've captured the post-card poet and coffee-table book to exactness. It's a timeless shot, through the aperature in the red rock. It's like crawling out of the womb for the first time after being given life. A peaceful, easy feeling. Thanks for sharing the beauty, Peter.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Imogene, a country-bred girl, longs to make a life for herself in New York City. She joins forces with her former college roommate to start a movie production company in the big city.
Love,
Eileen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Love tinka
Sage