Saturday, December 22, 2007

healing chill, relaxingly sunless

the shelties and us
traipsing, loosing from gloves(not in fact, just in fret)
we saw a perpetuum maquina
a stuffed macaw
a clam in its own stewing
and some type of min-universally appropo canon del sol

p.s. how nice you was today boo(exclamatedo)

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