MAY DAZIES

Just as the leftover spaghetti in my belly began gurgling at the moon, I was summoned by these two-wheeling blossoms of the night. 













HILLSIDE TO PEG SIDE

For old times sake, I still like to enter Bird's Hill through the old Hillside trails despite their dilapidation. Inversely, Bur Oak trails are buff right now, even the loamy bits on the offshoot trails are barely wet.



Da Frenchie put together a throw-down yesterday. We waited out a few sprinkles with the muskrats and the winos at the Maryland Penitentiary. 
Photo: Da Frenchie


Photo: Da Frenchie


Photo: Mimi
Photo: Mimi
Photo: Mimi

Photo: Da Frenchie