Gaga For Aga Ambling Between Rain Drops
It’s coming down in buckets. An unusually soppy day for Los Angeles. Puddles abound and brollies sprout skyward like so many fecund fungi...
Been here and there. Just about every which way. And my roving eyes ineluctably fall upon stray bounties of beauty. Compelled to delve into these maelstroms of minerva, I took to pen and paper and plucked at the cogs and wheels humming along in their crafty craniums.