Saturday, February 19, 2005

deluge...

it just won't quit raining. we took lola into it. willie stayed behind. he catches a chill with ease.

a white swayback in black clay stockings. a white plum-- tissue and wind-- shivering. ditches barely hold their breadth.

i'm knackered. yawn.

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