So amidst dealing krappily with the krapp that I bin delt
I take a walk and some pictures-
its nice out there,
and its good to remember that the nether world is full of hidden angels
and it’s ower job apparently to make them appere in our world as we live.
Rilke said that.
But the shy etheral buggers generally don't.
Maybe we are blind
Meanwhile sun smiles on autumn