It's always nice when mother earth reminds you that you are breathing.

[ohhhhlordy]

I am leaving wednesday for Brass Town NC, seeing that we do not have to be in New Mexico until the end of August. In the mean time I am eating all Organic, liveing in a quaint little town, in an adorable little cottage over looking the lagest cow pasture I have ever seen. The Ellis family and mine have been turning other folk's junk into priceless treasure, by thrifting like it's going out of style. Casey found the Beatles Cream album in perfect condition. I saved a tortis from crossing the road, and Charlie made an amaizing space-ship out of lego's, Nancy made delicious Tahini cookies, Big Charlie bought an air conditioning unit for the Short bus, which Nancy think's is the greatest thing since sliced bread, and my father has been writeing song's, my mother has been singing them and putting far too much garlic in our hummus.

I could'nt be happier here.

They don't have a dryer, but they do have a close line and pin's, and I have found my true woman hood.

I feel free. It must be the overcast and fresh breeze blowing on my face, that is all it takes to remind me that I am alive.