I love “magic hour” photography and i wonder how this scene would look in the blue tinge of morning light. Thank you for sharing.

This is obviously a store employee, not a pet.

Thank you for sharing.

But during the time when this music was made, only white artists were considered rock. The very influential R&B music was relegated to this genre.

I wonder if Jenny Lawson’s 2012 release: Let’s Pretend This Never Happened would still make me laugh as hard today. Ernest Hemingway’s Movable Feast transported me to 1920’s Paris. Travels With Charlie by Steinbeck. Most recently, I read Women We Buried, Women We Buried by Rachel Louise Snyder.

He’s not from here.

May I see your list? I don’t mean to sound facetious, I just don’t wish to recommend books you have already read.