"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Monday, February 1, 2010
Sunday, after the park
That's Hank eyeing me and Mavis, the border collie cat, pointing the other away.
That's Hank eyeing me and Mavis, the border collie cat, pointing the other away.
1 comment:
Wild cats of brooklyn. Nice.
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