Late morning musings Patti Smith shirt Book of Days Sunshine balcony Bare feet Black coffee Grateful Dead Dreaming of New York in The...

It’s been a week. Inner winter in winter, let’s go. Full moon rising over the ocean, pumping myself full of vitamins as everybody around...

It’s been a while, I know I know. I’ve been hiding in the mountains for the past few weeks. Somewhere near Granada, in a tiny town called...

It’s been a week of floating on fuzzy clouds, so high up hardly ever coming down. In the midst of poetry and friends warming my heart,...

The rain wakes me Earlier than I would like But hey it’s Sunday and I have Absolutely no plans but to live Life in PJ’s read poetry cook...

Do you sometimes feel like you’re being censored in your creativity? By your work, family, society, maybe even friends but most of all:...

Can you hear the wood golden strings singing within same story different guitar you touch it like magic fingers made for this bringing us...

Morning light streaming in to our caravan’s delight cup of coffee warming hands feet wet on the grass we drink in the day get drunk on...