daily.

maybe the last picture my s3'll take.

fingers

gotta go to the water

in the mornings.
only birds walk like we humans do.

getting dark quickly.

shhhhhhh

bluehoo!

tax auditor old ladies
fell all over to get out of my way
at the mirror in the thrift store
and then assured me that the leather jacket i was considering was worth it
and worth replacing the zipper
and they got really excited telling me where to get it replaced
one had on a black top had that fell over her eyes a little
had on glittering grey and navy face paint
black flowing clothes
and a gold anklet,

as katie put it,

"too consumed by the olive garden to worry about anything else."

plus it was raining and blah blah
the lady at the next table, katie noticed, stuck her tongue way out to put her food in her mouth.
i looked over later and saw her laugh; you could tell katie was right.

from the deep

creep creep.

you can just walk right past

this is around south attleboro

and forth and back

wasn't me.

hi, we went to a farm stand

but these are my fingers, katie made them.

dunsay

johnny wu

what i'm learning from apple picking

is i can eat apples forever

squealing pig

mass arrrt, bulaw, suffolk, mainly for ___

woke up on a hill

featuring ian

katie had an opening

yeah yer yeap

look at EARTH

not mine.

you can see right through this thing,
and it smells like meav'n.

today, the fourth of october

we apple picked at dutton farms

walking around

in the woods. 3 oct 9

north.

killington vt.

memilmy & refj

going north.

first of october

katie opening

9 29

two bananas, two WSJ bags, one morning train

9 28

hurry hurry slurry