we are soot-covered urchins; running wild and un-shod

Barb got me thinkin about tattoos today.

i'm not sure how exactly we got on the topic...but once my mind was reminded of tattoos...tattoos didn't leave my head for the rest of the day.
Barb has a tattoo. She has her husband's name tattooed on her back and she's planning on some little footprints (representing her dear children) in the near future.

i can't believe i forgot about tattoos. part of me really wants something like this:

actually my whole being wants it, most of the time. just a fuller version, with more color, located higher on my arm, more on my back.

have i mentioned i love ink?

because i do, i love it intensely.