Posted May 7th 2010 at 7:45 pm by Frost
This morning I was suddenly overcome by the feeling that I’m finally doing what I’ve always wanted to do. I’m Living. Breathing. Working my ass off for something I’m proud of and still finding time to stop and admire the flowers.
Not Van Gogh's Irises, but still.
Like wild strawberries, or burning eye sockets. You pick.
Just before Theo peed on them.
And just in case you needed to be reminded that HOLY SH*T Nature is Beautiful.