Some days I wish I was Episcopalian… for the simple pleasure of visiting such a beautiful space.

What are these strange trees with no leaves growing in Asheville?

Ah, that’s better.

This lonely coffee mug needs a friend.

New downtown mural in progress.

Hear the train coming…

When is the next poetry at the Pulp?

One day all your strange parts will be a monument.

There’s a thick haze over the city this morning.

Smart phones cannot eat

Typewriters are not smartphones; no autocorrect, no spellcheck, no batteries, completely analog.

yes… i my new, cheap coffee press… & other morning accouterments…