raging bull

it's dandelion time!

wanting to just lay around...

I pulled an old second hand copy of The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady off of the shelves today. I don't know who it belonged to before us but someone's delicately dried pansies tumbled out onto my lap.

I do like nature notebooks although I can't say this one is my favorites. The author quotes a lot of Chaucer, Wordsworth, and Browning, among others. Somehow I feel like I should be more appreciative of their words but honestly so far (I'm on April) none have really stirred me. The drawings, sketches, and penmanship on the other hand are gorgeous and a nice way to spend a sulky afternoon.

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these words are best ignored
because

they're not about love

but about gritting your teeth and holding on

for dear life

forgoing breath

in favor of another

they're about counting the days

and seeing it through

doing time

until one day you wake up empty

unable to breathe
at all

today

Jeff

Cal in the dirt...

my home is on the Bighorn Mountain...