... the iland was a blast today
house filled with little dogs
nice kids and a old thug turned painter...
who's work left me thinking about
time and tennis shoes,
and a girl looking out over
a shining valley filled with bulging fog...
A good painter
hidden in a middle earth like place.
Used to ride a motorcycle
and liked beating people up,
so he did.
Gave me a beer,
asked if I was in need of a dog,
a wood stove,
or a boat ride around the iland...
he thanked me for making his studio a
a better place to look forward to in
the mornings...
" I'd forgotten I had this view.." he smiled.
I told him I would put his link
up on this here site...
He asked me what a " site " was...
" Nothing ..." I said.
be well todo mundo...
J.Level
