The Music of Nature
the tumblelog of Anthony Ashley
Day One Hundred and Fifty Three
solemn in the darkness looking for a match to strike
for a little candle light to scratch my head with
you are like a silhouette of dreams i cannot see
through...
Day One Hundred and Fifty Five
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A one take on the porch. I like when I say “weather” the wind picks up.
Pretty mama Lindsay Clark in the window of the Greenhorns’ space, Hudson, NY.
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