I just spent an hour wandering around one of the many island beaches we have here on Vashon taking pictures and wallowing in the autumn weather. Thick gray clouds, chilly air and the umami scent of big leaf maple detritus decomposing. Consequently, I’ve got sand in my shoes and a song in my heart.



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Easy listenin, hard bowlin, slow mowin, small growin, yard bird with long term, ego driven, unrestrained, malformed visions of fame, fortune, and Princesses. Would love a career smuggling for the resistance damn the Empire’s big guns, blockades and silly Death Stars.
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