Wednesday, September 30, 2015


"Well, it's a marvelous night for a Moondance..."

Wednesday, September 09, 2015

“I love the way she survived. 

Survival looked good on her. There were no dark marks under her eyes. Maybe deep inside, but I liked the way she looked through them and laughed at life. She did it gracefully. She’d walked over glass and through fire, but still smiled. 

Tuesday, September 08, 2015