tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45257343031858737172024-09-05T06:54:13.739-04:00Incoherent mumblings of a man and his travels.Stoney Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17182997931934137477noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525734303185873717.post-41529561181765226252008-02-12T21:37:00.001-05:002008-02-12T21:39:31.075-05:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }fog blanket, originally uploaded by stoney.jackson. As the first term of adventure came to an end, I headed north. Friends awaited me, the cold and the snow embraced me, and I embraced it. I camped in a jail, I wandered snow

Stoney Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17182997931934137477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525734303185873717.post-92206365537954352622008-02-12T16:04:00.001-05:002008-02-12T16:04:47.656-05:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } natures graffiti, originally uploaded by stoney.jackson. The snow is falling outside. Even when hauling shitty bed frames and old crusty mattresses, the snow brings a certain peace. I hope it falls through the night so I

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