When the Roost Crows



We didn't realize we were making memories, we just thought we were watching movies.


“Jack, I want you to draw me like your French tractors…”

He calms the windstorm; The waves of the sea grow quiet.

“The fire burns, the fire purges, the fire reveals.”

Time to reflect, respect and recover.

Sweet Princes pray for dreams worth remembering, but sometimes the dark of consciousness chases the ether.

Every day is a new day...
