I was standing on a three foot wide wooden walkway, the walkway was suspended from the side of a towering cliff. Gusts of wind blasted me, while I held my helmet to my head with my hand, and plaster my body against the canyon wall to stay upright. I was beginning to question my decision … Continue reading Caminito Del Rey
I experienced a yarngasm... in public. I tried not to. Really I did, but some things simply cannot be stopped. With one look at that sensuous yarn, I was filled with an intense physical need to touch it, to feel the warm, soft, tenderness against my skin. Ahhh, Qiviut.