Mixed eye-with a vantage-high, connecting with the sky, it appeals to my eye…
Rice shadow-snap crackle pop before crisp…cast a giant shadow many millimeters across the land.
Ramp light-it’s the angle or maybe the light. Shadow throws the first punch, a hard right…sunshine bobs into the night.
Tree man-Hello Tree Man, please be wise. I need an oracle, don’t tell me lies. You seem so sagely seated above your tree. Be my pundit help me to see…
