Walking up to Bea's cave at night.
Bea is actually hyper beautiful, much more than mentioned by these pictures.
And --walking down from Bea's cave in the morning! I am wearing her dress: notice what the little man in the traffic sign is wearing.
This is why we would walk down the mountain:
Down down down.
Bless Granada.
2 comments:
that sunny side up photo of my egzellent child made my day!
I, not sick, away from mudslides, able to breathe and talk not cough, wish you away, away to the physicians of Madrid, recalcitrant in the face of 20 % unemployment and committed to
doing no harm and then heaps of good.
If this post doesn't get through, I will give up the ghost.
But also stay fleshily your father,
pops
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