I am on my way home, or to the place I call home these days, after sorting and dumping my recycling in the Village. Eyes on the road, left hand steering, right hand groping for … what? I don’t even remember now … I accidentally fire up the portable speaker that sits, mostly unused, in the small wooden crate on the floor between the seats that passes for my glove compartment.
Badass... as ever.
Beautiful! Felt like I was right there with you. Hallelujah ❤️🩹 🐦