I’m dialing it in for the next week until 1/4/21. Expect poetry and music. I’ll be back en fuego on the 4th. So we begin with possibly the most romantic poem ever. Wild Nights by Emily Dickenson Wild nights – Wild nights!Were I with theeWild nights should beOur luxury! Futile – the winds –To aContinue reading “A Touch of Wild”
Tag Archives: sunday reduct
Lovin’ It
I’m really tired right now. So much is going on. Today’s is brief holiday spirit lift. And if this offends, go away. Just go away. I love how they switched it up. See you tomorrow!
That Ole Black Magic
Black Magic by Sonia Sanchez magic my man is you turning my body into a thousand smiles. black magic is your touch making me breathe. May or may not have worn a groove on the record with this one.
Love Letters
The lost art of letter writing and the slow build of epic, soul changing love. The moon slips into the mountains like a lost penny and the fields are black and pungent and I want you near so that I could touch you in the autumn stillness even a little bit like the last echoContinue reading “Love Letters”
Potty Humor
So began my mother’s endless stream of bathroom pals. They start with Halloween and end with Easter. Yes, she has an Easter Bunny one. I’ll be sure to film them all when we’re over there for Sunday dinners so you too can be entertained…in a much less invasive fashion. Happy Sunday! See you tomorrow.
