Pink Spring

Sky so blue it stands out
like it
hopes to be the star of the show,
and yet it is the palest pink blossoms that catch my eye.

Promises of a shady place to sit
and sticky sweet fruit to eat.

I love spring...

Me & Warhol

We are not alike. Me and Warhol that is. I liked this very much, and it made me think a little...
Above the photo reads:

"I like boring things.
I like things to be the same, over and over again."

I don't. Well not most of the time. I like things to be different sometimes. Different outcomes, different responses, a new route home, a new path to a regular place. A new coffee joint. A change of scenery.

Its too much if its always the same "over and over again."