Trestled Memory

creaks and groans, shudders and shakes But there are no worries These timbers have what it takes They flex a little, maybe some bending but no break, No Its the ore laden, rolling trains All broken and forgotten That failed That declined And decayed But the trestle remains Alone in the desert, red light cold […]

They Are ALL Perfect Moves!

“Come on dad! Cmon, let me show you my perfect moves!Come on, come on, come on!” She prances around, then goes into some free form breakdancing/interpretive jazz routine, that really ought to be way beyond a three year old! Not sure where she got the idea of ‘perfect’ moves… maybe a little disturbing… I mean,, […]