November 19, 2017 “Blurtso sees a sunset” What a nice sunset. I wish I had a camera. But I don’t. I wonder if things are more sublime when you can’t save them?
March 24, 2016 “Blurtso considers his inner parakeet” (XIV) And they said, “Speak to us of beauty.” And Blurtso replied, “The horizon is red, and night is falling.”