powdered exquisites
The state of the Newtown Pentacle. – photo by Mitch Waxman Whenever I’m not pouring coffee or whiskey down my throat hole, I seem to be fretting. I’m not playing guitar (fret… get it? Ha!), instead one...
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Hanging out at Hallets Cove, in today’s post. – photo by Mitch Waxman Having nothing especially pressing, on a recent and quite cloudy afternoon, a general scuttle was enacted to go out and “see what...
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This week is for the birds. – photo by Mitch Waxman Happenstance and scheduling have finally conspired to give a humble narrator a bit of summer time off, which I’m considering as being a lucky stroke,...
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