The Southland

Posting more photos of the trip, as I am too tapped to write a real post. Still recovering from trip and now dealing with ex drama. Should not have told him I was back in town. Why oh why did I tell him I was back in town? Wish I could run away again, but work remains untouched and deadlines loom. I feel a real freakout coming on. Be afraid. Be very afraid.


Fly fly away . . .

At the ballpark

The nephew



Red-haired niece and "Papa"


My mother's house is on the edge of a cemetery, where we like to walk at night. What? I am a gorgon, after all.

St. Luke

Full moon