with wings, restless

By rosa

I'm a bird girl and the bird girls can fly.

I took one picture all day. Out of the window of my car while I was paused at a stop sign on the way to the doctor's.
This was obviously messed with a lot. I have a very primitive sort of photo shop I've been having fun with. This is now the sort of picture I would love to glue some nervous love poem upon- typewritten by hand of course.
It's been raining, raining, raining and everything is a lovely gray. I think it's neat that I can make a blue sky though, if I'd like.

(oh, yeah- this title is from a beautiful song by Anthony and the Johnsons.)

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