Sometimes it just is.

 

That very last one, that's back where I am. Still beautiful.

 

 

Spotted this evening: quite possibly the only building where they coexist peacefully.
Disregarding any decorating-scheme disagreement, of course.

Or, "the act of loving contentment."

Someone had a great idea.

I carry this patient weight of desperation and dreaming, but on occasion it definitely does drive me up the walls.



 



who needs sleep?



sunrise (it's patchy)

sunset

 



 

Considered posting this one in black and white, but ... yes, his eyes are that color blue.

 

Those days piling up behind me are still so raw.