May 29, 2021

An acorn and a walk on the beach.




An acorn becomes a fine oak tree, and there is life in every branch, in every leaf. And through the seasons of the year life is reborn, over and again. 

-jobe


The cold wind at Ocean Beach. We walked hand in hand with our collars up, young and hopeful, with woolen hats and scarves. Youth is gone but hope remains; we are still walking together. 

-jobe


by Freddie Ardley

Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.

-Jack Kerouac



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