Jan29 An open window— the scent of morning coffee spills into the street. Aug11 Earlier than birds begin their singing, I walk through deserted streets. Dec10 On a city street, oak leaves whirling in the wind make me want to dance. Nov20 Rain after midnight— my neighbor’s terrace glistens in the street light’s glare. Aug23 Summer thunderstorm— children launch their paper boats down the flooded street. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Aug11 Earlier than birds begin their singing, I walk through deserted streets. Dec10 On a city street, oak leaves whirling in the wind make me want to dance. Nov20 Rain after midnight— my neighbor’s terrace glistens in the street light’s glare. Aug23 Summer thunderstorm— children launch their paper boats down the flooded street. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Dec10 On a city street, oak leaves whirling in the wind make me want to dance. Nov20 Rain after midnight— my neighbor’s terrace glistens in the street light’s glare. Aug23 Summer thunderstorm— children launch their paper boats down the flooded street. Post navigation ← Older posts Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar Loading Comments... Write a Comment... Email (Required) Name (Required) Website
Nov20 Rain after midnight— my neighbor’s terrace glistens in the street light’s glare. Aug23 Summer thunderstorm— children launch their paper boats down the flooded street. Post navigation ← Older posts
Aug23 Summer thunderstorm— children launch their paper boats down the flooded street. Post navigation ← Older posts