3SIXTY5 #19 for Sunday, April 25, 2010

This is entitled The Letter. Ephemera is such a lovely word, soft and flowing. An evocative, nostalgic word. On a cosmic scale, it seems like a perfect description of human existence itself, as well as of the day to day stuff, precious or otherwise, that we leave behind. I have a bunch of Rainbow's little collar charms that the vet gives to document rabies shots. Thinking about what I will do with them.