I’m still obsessing on cars, riding my bike around today looking at them all in the parking lots, peering in to examine the cabins. Seeing the world with car eyes. To all appearances a car thief.

It was nice to see the sun slanting in this morning. Everything in the world is stained glass, given a chance. Even in the dark, what with the invisible God rays permeating all of creation.

The Platonic vase of tulips becomes a shadow upon my cave's wall.

And low, a graceful being’s hands appear!

She’s off to work with two oranges.