8:18
8:18
I hear there are odd people who actually like to mow their grass.
There is a telling division in my hero’s inner sanctum.
What’s the deal with the digits?
My job is to raise people’s spirits through writing their words.
This may change your opinion of me forever.
It always seems that one’s best photo from a whale-watching trip is a fluke shot.
This all started with name-calling.
Just when I thought this neighborhood was perfect, I find this glitch.
I stand at the kitchen counter, about to watch a Biblical principle at work.
Why is it so hard to adequately process beauty?
These ornate borders I am drawing are teaching me important lessons.
The performers in the hot sun are exuberant.
Do you have locations that hold emotional significance?
This has been a week of visual surprises.
I feel at home in this foreign country.