love and hate

sometimes it's the ones that you thought were showing you love, that were showing you hate.

sunday morning

it's sunday morning, after the hurricane, here in the Raleigh neighborhood of North Ridge...  sun out bright.  moving chain saws rip the calm.

saturday morning

what's it about a rainy saturday morning that makes one so happy???  is it me???
maybe we need the rain.  maybe i need the rain...to drain my brain.  just a thought on this rainy saturday morning of my 59th year here on the late great planet earth...ole ma, anyway.

Climb In

Climb in...close the door...lock it.  tune the radio to a 1940 jazz station.  turn the key, push in the clutch, drop it into first, let out the clutch...and away we go...