Summer
I'm having a really difficult time financially right now, and yet it smells like summer, it feels like summer and somehow this makes me more optimistic than I have any right to be. So I'm gonna go with that, because really, what else can I do? Might as well feel the sun on my face, that, at least, is free.
Also, we have an owl next door this year. WOL! And there was a luna moth on the kitchen window two nights ago. Irises, hummingbirds, frogs, ferns, warblers. Last few shots of Tequila chillin' in the freezer. Sometimes when I am hearing the owl calling at night, it echoes from someplace not so nearby, and then I feel the vastness of forest around me, and imagine the interweaving of life there, and how the net of it surrounds and interpenetrates this place, a human-made slub in the fabric, but every square inch covered with infinite adaptable life anyway.
This is certainly a better thing to contemplate than many of the things I consider on a daily basis.
Also, we have an owl next door this year. WOL! And there was a luna moth on the kitchen window two nights ago. Irises, hummingbirds, frogs, ferns, warblers. Last few shots of Tequila chillin' in the freezer. Sometimes when I am hearing the owl calling at night, it echoes from someplace not so nearby, and then I feel the vastness of forest around me, and imagine the interweaving of life there, and how the net of it surrounds and interpenetrates this place, a human-made slub in the fabric, but every square inch covered with infinite adaptable life anyway.
This is certainly a better thing to contemplate than many of the things I consider on a daily basis.