In spite of numerous warnings, here we are.

Mask, Porter Street.

Who doesn't love a little roadside motel intimacy?

Rest.

Notes for January's music selections are on the playlist page.

Once home, always home.

I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.

Sweet dreams are made of this.

Trying to include more greens in my diet.

One who hoots warmly.

Sometimes we all just need a hug.