At my back fence is a collection of cute little weeds; and they're just coming into bloom. I love these flowers as the sun hits them just right in the afternoon.
However, when I knelt down to photograph them, my knee bent into something wet, brown and icky... what it was, I'm not sure I wanted to know. I think it was mud.... I hope it was mud.... let's just say it was mud and keep it at that, eh?
Writer, poet, artist and prolific reader.... that's me.
I'm a collector of books, vinyls, coin purses and strange handbags... that's me too.
Otherwise, I love...