

life thru da eyes of an artistevery once and while i see a shot that i want to take, but don't. for whatever reason, i dont take it. yesterday, the sun was out so we drove to the top of a mountain. i dont remember what it was called. on the way up, the sun shone through the trees and i saw this sapling...barely tall enough to be called a tree. a teenager in the tree stages of life. red leaves. i couldn't imagine how this young tree cold have red leaves in the dead of winter, when the only things that appeared living were the evergreens, because they're, well....you know.life thru da eyes of an artist
the sun singled it out among everything else.it's one of those shots that i'll never forg


por que no te gusta la lluvia?the dog is scared of the vacuum cleanerpor que no te gusta la lluvia?
so I take him outside to watch the storm “But what about the tornado?” it’s not near us now, we’re safe
we stand on the porch
because the dog is also scared
to enter the stinging rain
He notices a man next door, working on our neighbor’s cooling unit
(why is he working on the cooling unit, it’s the middle of November)
He must be working on the heater.
“Por que no te gusta la lluvia?” I ask my puppy, but he doesn’t answer.
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There's a drug in the thermostat to warm the room up
And there's another around to help us bend your trust
I've got a sunset in my veins
And I need to take a pill to make this town feel okay
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