Just noticed the leaves on the Black Walnut are starting to unfurl, as more rain falls, and the sky is gray. Beside me on the shelf sit a trio of ferns, each different from the other, and each a new purchase, something to green up my little nook when I can’t be outside in my garden. I find them inspiring, beautiful, soothing, and they seem … Continue reading When I Was 6
this morning, up before the dawn hunting the snark, the lies of lousy leaders and lascivious letches, you know, the usual suspects, lost and found, i had discovered, pillars to live by: belong, have a purpose, transcend, and tell tales, she said. so after a nap, and a peek at more trolls, then a visit from a friend, and maybe it was his tale of … Continue reading mythologising, and then she said
Sitting on my stoop yesterday morn, with my cylinder of sin, I realized that finding a cave to hole up in at this time of year is a rational enterprise that stretches back into the human consciousness for thousands and thousands of years. Keeping in ones cave is not a bad thing as we creep towards the depths of December. I’m lucky enough to have … Continue reading Within the Cave
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