I hear them calling, a boarding call waits. My heart is grounded, ‘oh darling one. Maryland has stolen the show’. Fortunately for me, I must stay for a while. I pack my wings to breath in. 

I look up into the sky with moons morning light. ‘Not now please just leave me at ease’. I’ve got some passions to attend. Perhaps one day I know the travels and I will meet again.

3-years. Is that alright? If not go ahead and get on. My heart has transported. It’s exciting to see it’s unfolding. 

At a French cafe writing over sangria and a strawberry tart.

Maryland Historical Society has my heart and visual longing.

Film making is fab and cannot wait for its global unfolding.

Hiding with the dresses just my style.