Into the Wildfire

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Always happy to see these ladies in the garden, but not too happy to see her eating a bee! I love the last one, where she’s looking straight at me, like “excuse me?”

It’s been two weeks. I hardly know how you are. I was sitting in the quiet of my room and thought I heard your guitar. It was all in my head. Sometimes I don’t even want to admit that I do really miss you.