Below, not easy to discern, but an ARCH a few miles west of Glade Park. A way a lone a last a loved a long the Riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay (the … Continue reading
Below, not easy to discern, but an ARCH a few miles west of Glade Park. A way a lone a last a loved a long the Riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay (the … Continue reading
(with a BIG nod to “Pee Wee’s Big Adventure”) “Of course you realize that the Alamo doesn’t have a basement,” said Walldough-the-Magnificent. Well, he didn’t exactly SAY that, but I could tell. Radiant as he often is, veritably emanating transcendence … Continue reading