This bookmark weaves a tale so old, it stands on its own too, what a feat. Brushing light with a stroke of, whatcha call that, luck, flattening out the surface, polishing off and getting a dusting... this space invader is all airs when it comes to substance. Plenty to chew on, and another one for the road. Pack your coat.
We landed back in Wanaka last week to a new perspective. It's a beautiful place to chill.
Luke, I'm your father
Shut up Darth
No, I am your father
Whatever, can I borrow $20
Luke, you are my son
Yeah, you said that already
No, you are my son
OK I get it, can you drop me off in town, I'm going out
Yes Luke, you are my sun...
Shine
My star
*now hurry up, I've got sht to do
KF
Capturing life through the trees.
