A cold wind is blowing. The treetops are swaying and my breath drifts off in white whispers. The brown and gray landscaping is starting to take a toll on me. And then that moon.
A cold wind is blowing. The treetops are swaying and my breath drifts off in white whispers. The brown and gray landscaping is starting to take a toll on me. And then that moon.
Double-crossed by a fan dancer – from the movie gold diggers of 1937? Not a particularly good movie in my opinion and I think this was the only funny line. Somehow it tickles my fancy. I love old movies, I like to watch them early in the morning before the sun comes up. It seems …
We should have little moon chicks running amuck, in about two weeks.
Red Dirt Farm and Studio 