wait for me
I have it on good authority (Wanda) that we are in for three more weeks of this 103, 104 with high humidity and no rain bullshit.
In the meantime, please enjoy this photo from cooler days, in December 2018.
I ran into my friend Wanda this morning. These are her girls. They’re thirteen and I love them.
It’s on a residential street but it doesn’t really look like a house?
After years of admiring this house from afar I finally know who owns it. Maybe one day I’ll get to see the inside.
It’s been ages since I walked down this road but yesterday I braved it at sunrise. It’s one of the busier roads in town but not at this hour.
This was my favorite. I went to see her at the Austin Coliseum decades ago. She left the stage after three kick ass songs and didn’t come back.
Mother sloth reunites with her baby
(Source: twitter.com, via everythingfox)
I have lost track of the hours, the days. I feel most comfortable in the night.











