Public Republic

Drew Logan Photo: jtravism r’nd the corner out’a the wind you say t’ me you think th’ll op’n early t’day too cold t’ panhandle no one r’nd no money no juice I say t’ you maybe knowing that y’ll have two more hours out’a the wind r’nd the corner

Aksinia Mihailova Photo: ganmed64 I have been learning how to kite like I have been learning how to be a mother since yesterday, since ever, thirteen years have passed. I can’t do it – neither books, nor people’s advice do help.

Petar Tchouhov Photo: bcmom * * * пълнолуние още една топка за снежния човек full moon one more ball for the snowman

Jon Berahya Photo: cadmanof50s What is in the wind? Surely things of a different find, like infinite wings that cannot bend but are able to sing as an angel’s friend through the trees. “That’s the breeze!” smiles one man blind. Whoever knew that the wind was kind.