(I’d like that.)

…in the flesh, ..yes, Mick, but also maybe too much of her lifeblood; maybe why ‘er fault lines look to be wakin’up with a growl and a yawn again. her flesh, ..yes, ever aware that she’ll devour me ..if she gets half th’ chance, since we do so li’l each day to frustrate those who would wantonly, irresponsibly, greedily, gladly, giddily, consume her every square mile…forever

….but maybe, just maybe, baby, this is the decade for finding the balances between?

saw a hint of a (¿dakini?) glow ..up one of three paths the other day, followed it to my first sighting of two red-tailed hawks nesting ..& circling above this year. Not SO much that I saw the pair but, in its inspiration, I felt the inhale of a better breath of fresh air, and fully heard the chatter of creek water on cold rocks, and valued the family across the way laughing quietly, and the workers up the cliff clearing brush and placing recycled pine mulch, and the sunshine again through the trees, and felt organically human again for a minute.

so, I don’t know. Makes a guy wonder

….sha-la-la

P.S. Thanks for the geography lesson for today mate.

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