an owl balloon
hidden in the attic
resembles an angel
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
an owl balloon
hidden in the attic
resembles an angel
Maybe I’m just a clothes donkey.
Fit anyone else you know?
She realized all of her coworkers live in trailers.
Especially when the sun barely rises above the horizon.
Somewhere in the winter ahead.
It was a place meant to be worked by horses.
A covered bridge just down the hill.