Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The Passing of Another Summer

Today I ate a tasty apple.

And I missed America.

So here's a picture of a typical pit-stop on the Bohemian Highway:

Well I feel like an old hobo, I'm sad lonesome and blue.
I was fair as a summers day -now the summer days are through.

You pass through places and places pass through you,
but you carry them with you on the soles of your travelin' shoes.

-"Littlest Birds" The Be Good Tanyas