Unity
My mum for tea.
Blessed...
I once watched this movie where this guy wrote in his journal and lived alone in the moutians. He would dance around the fire naked when he felt like it and talk to the animals when they came around. He loved coffee and his horse, the sound of his voice was soothing and the words he wrote were inspiring.
only on the 32nd of June
Some one once made a book for me it was lovely. It had pictures of the redwood forest and poetry. Bitter sweet I think but none the less one of the best gifts I have ever recived.
Creator and my mum.