August, they keep coming around, one part memory and one part hope. I'm a fan of the August-bones Juniper myself, but maybe that's another story

Woke up with this very concept in my mind, an answer, a two part wish: take the one or take the other, but then as I carried on waking up I forgot it, and then all the other stuff came along like a circular

It's all a bit misty to me, maybe one day I'll understand it

Always creative

Nature is amazing

Well, there's another post done for another day

Lovely, I love a good hike

Another good one, a lovely lake

Well done, I'm sure there'll be lots of entries

That looks really amazing, and I wouldn't want a snake under my tent either

Personally, I think every little bit helps

No, I shouldn't if I were you

I'm reading a book right now about old ways of thinking, but I'm not going to finish it as it's written in the old ways of thinking. Don't know why I said this, maybe I'm tired of old ways of thinking...

I've been writing down what I feel about that for decades, but now, I'm vanquished. Guilt is a strange fruit that burns a lot of nights to leave you exhausted, and for all intents and purposes has no place

I've been looking for a snack all day long, wish I was there for those

Don't like ashtrays, just go outside

I never use them, horrible evil things

You're good at art, I'm glad you're having a good life

What a great post

I've wanted many things in my life, dreamed of all of them, but the time has gone