Randy May … 5 years ago memory … 7/20/2017
Tracking the magic of the morning sky! Lunar ladies leaping, climbing straight up, out of the top of the dead tree, into the pure blue, leaving beneath them the faded blue to white and the fuchsia of dawn’s horizon. They seem to be maintaining their 4 AM juxtaposition. Do people actually exist with souls that do not quiver at the sight?
