Goldfinches by day, sun set in the middle of the Golden Gate, and a poem that expresses the delight of a favorable day:
On Being Asked to Define Bourgeois Individuality Continue reading “Room with a view”
Goldfinches by day, sun set in the middle of the Golden Gate, and a poem that expresses the delight of a favorable day:
On Being Asked to Define Bourgeois Individuality Continue reading “Room with a view”