A trip to Wash. DC today to get my art batteries all charged up. I found some new heroes, and revisited some old ones. I am convinced that well made objects can change the world. I found myself taking some of the lessons that I learned from the work out into the world. My life better for it.
Poem Time:
Tonight I long for a thunderstorm. Me on a back porch, the rain patiently falling. Lightning showing off the clouds, all whites, oranges, and purples, but just a peek at a time, its luminescence scattered across the sky. Far off thunder speaks of power, and mystery, a low rumbling that joins me to the earth. the warm summer air brings with it moisture, its temperature just warm enough to be felt on the skin. I in a chair, maybe family, maybe friend, or alone, it is the quiet and calm that I long for, the magical enchantment of the unknown.
About Me
- Thomas Stollar
- I am pretty happy most days, and do not mind too much when I am sad, which makes me happy.
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