Valse Triste to Cloud Cover..
Tonight I sped out across the dry August fields, eager to get out of the city, to the familiar worn …
Tonight I sped out across the dry August fields, eager to get out of the city, to the familiar worn …
There are just too many ironies and confluences today for me not to “blog,” to make a record and attempt …
Not far from here is my home of a number of years and the companion who comes along with it. …