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Posts tagged “Birgitta Lindsey

My Mother’s Hands

Full of wisdom & grace. 7.16.23.


Destiny

“Acknowledge Him in all thy ways & He shall direct thy paths.” Proverbs 3:6


A LEWK

Off to another meeting. Piggy tails and all…


July 4th

Taken tonight.

Historic Downtown Jeffersonville.

Single…..

…with no desire to mingle. Not. A. Drop.

Freedom is the BEST feeling in the world.

😎


Happy Fourth 💝


ORIGINAL SONG: THE FLOOD

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Click the link above to hear an original song I wrote called “The Flood”. A song about Addiction & pain; recovery and redemption. ♥️

This is an original song I wrote called “The Flood”, and it’s a song about struggling with addiction, but it’s dedicated to an unnamed gay friend of mine at Redbubble; He’s a phenomenal artist who shared a photo of himself holding a Bible in front of a Church in full drag, in the rain- mascara running down his face- lipstick all smudged; I found him incredibly beautiful. What a powerful image! I dedicate this song especially to him. Love you guys. ♥️

Lyrics:

“The Flood”

Standing, in the water

And your knees are, covered by the flood

Covered by the flood

Dancing, pitter patter, noise & noise & words

Falling down in idle chatter

Open up your mouth

And drink in the rain

Drink in the rain

And doesn’t it break your heart?

Doesn’t it make you cry?

Doesn’t it make you glad?

Turn the tears to wine

It doesn’t make you bad

For drinking in the rain

Don’t know what to do

With so much pain

I ate the guts out of a dirty potato

And now I’m feeling better, better, better, ooh


AA Meeting: Fishhead Soup Group 😎


53 Going on 30

My Dad told me when I was just a little girl to never wear makeup. I’m so glad I listened. This one’s for you, Pops. ♥️


Xanadu

Today: Downtown Jeffersonville; Meyer-Optik Gorlitz Orester 135/2.8 film

Meyer-Optik Gorlitz Primolpan 58/1.9 film


Dreamscape: Today

Dreaming…

Parking lot: 3.20.22. iPhone SE. Vintage. (Purple hair no more…) So black it’s blue…


Day by Day

I move away from the madness

Storm the fort

Day by day

Taking red

Then yellow

Green and Blue

Until the great black sea

Has been swallowed up

By the rainbow

Deam Lake: 3.17.22. iPhone SE. Vintage.


Picnic

Deam Lake. 3.17.22. Idyllic paradise…


Eggs

iPhone SE. 3.12.22.


Tintype: Self

iPhone SE. 3.10.22.


Vintage: Self

Don’t give away your secrets…


Time Capsule: Tintype

Taken yesterday, by Silver Creek with one of my favourite people in the world- my son, Brian, (who’s even more private than I am). The apple doesn’t fall far they say…


Just Another Day…

…in the hood.

Self. iPhone SE. 2.24.22.


Galaxies

IPhone SE ; Bubbles. Gas station street art. 2.15.22. Photowalk with Josh.


Black and White

Still a monochromejunkie…

Shoopy Doop: Black and White (ish). iPhone SE. 2.21.22.