B + B (at Trinidad, CA)
Back to the time when we were green.
Wild Ginger Hug
👋 #selfie
in your church (at Trinidad, CA)
.bark.
My thoughts are my insides—a red steaming coal old pipe. (at Eureka California)
Hwy
Endless (at The End Of The World)
A man and his fire. (at mah house)
How did I get here? (at (her) )
A peculiar thing, the way the clouds and trees live amongst each other: the trees, always above and below the clouds. The clouds, always as endless and starkly consuming as the woods. (at The End Of The World)
Woods from earlier. (at (somewhere))
I’m in the middle of your picture lying in the leaves. (at Fickle Hill)