it's time for time.

i always think i'll have so much to say by the time i get to writing for this, but the way i write in my head is just so much funnier to me than it is on paper.

guess you had to be there.

at this point, i don't necessarily feel hope nor despair. everything - everything - is telling me to let go, to listen. so i surrender to now. and i'm learning to be in constant appreciation. humbled toujours.

all the while, it is a bit frightening isn't it. it's completely against what i've learned before today. it's not easy! boo hoo!

"even though there is the whole confession thing, that's no free pass, because there is a crushing guilt that comes with being a Catholic. whether things are good or bad or you're simply... eating tacos in the park, there is always the crushing guilt." ~jack donaghy


pentax new year in st. paul de vence:

alley.

inger in the chapel.

so many nooks & crannieszees.

med sea into sky.

ruth the psychic.

marmaduke.


nice. place garibaldi made over.

lhr-lax. terminal 5 b gates. men in one line; women & children in another.
this & two other photos almost got my pentax/film confiscated by airport security.
(these are not the droids you are looking for).

autodesk my mind en français.