An Ongoing Exploration of West Texas Wickidity, and its horrid impact on a Girl Named Lulu
Thursday, May 26, 2016
This Day Enchantments and Yodeling
And the bracing breeze wafts down from the Blues bringing the scent of new flowers for a day sublime, so this. Dance, we do now, in the Mansion because the enchantments long-cast coalesce, the forms of things long imagined take shape in the now. Time is on our side. Don't fret Lulu, the fish are jumpin' and the poppies are high.
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