by pbsartist | Dec 29, 2025 | OPENstudio
mountain tops they say rockies and one can imagine why the name stuck today this rising day a new year on the sensorial horizon a divide cast in pink glow white thick with winter’s snows sometimes there is nothing else but this and this nothing...
by pbsartist | Dec 27, 2025 | OPENstudio
a white so vibrant it glows pink with rising sun a day like this one minute longer one minute brighter one moment more
by pbsartist | Dec 25, 2025 | OPENstudio
twenty days and miles to go and miles to go someone before me wrote words along this line traveling from an X on a map or to I rely on the voice through my speakers bluetoothed to my dash carrying me in companionship from one home to another as the world turns...
by pbsartist | Dec 23, 2025 | OPENstudio
I’ve lost traction but feel no angst if this doesn’t keep the rhythm there will be new rhythm to keep
by pbsartist | Dec 21, 2025 | OPENstudio
departing a friend recently by choice sister saying a fleeting goodbye as she heads to work parents freshly acclimating to a new home assisted my work for now done fun not so much that relief hardly no but something this place nowhere else I’d rather be right...
