Reflecting the light of the sun the moon marks time. Old and new, waxing and waning, it shines in the sky making magic in the evening.
Is this the month of the blue one?
Every now and again I take up graphite. There is something so satisfying about pencil on paper. HB2, HB4, HB5. HB6, and HB8. Recently I h...
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