I got there late and so the whole time I was setting up I was hearing myself say... not enough time... not enough time.. but I kept setting up anyway, and pretty soon I was painting and saying not enough time, and then there it was ...
I was done, and the park rangers were lighting my way out once again.... I think they secretly wish I would move away..
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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