It is Monday. We begin again. Here at the edge of the clearing with no footpath through the long grasses, we arrive, undaunted by all the small uncertainties. Look. There is sky.
Telling: Streams & Logs
Telling: Streams & Logs
It is Monday. We begin again. Here at the edge of the clearing with no footpath through the long grasses, we arrive, undaunted by all the small uncertainties. Look. There is sky.