Reeve and Jessie Hunter

They finally got married, he got em' a keeper!

1000

my ipod decided to give me beautiful music this evening, to help me during my modular pavement model making.

american history/culture experiments

microphones

bob dylan


does it get any better?


doubt it.

like the hem of an old, old garment- sitting aside from the day- sitting aside from the wasteful day- wasting away like acorns lining the gutters-beginning like the fresh new soil piling up under the washing machine- beginning like new hair singed from the days breath-warmer than the warmest hug-older than the oldest bird- louder than the loudest tree- undercover like the worm in your food- sitting right there, next to you.

"Well, okay, you're not privy to all the new shit, so uh, you know,
but that's what you pay me for."

doing some spring cleaning in january.

reading "slave states" by Frederick Law Olmsted, renouned landscape architect ( see Central Park).

i would say that sums it up.

taint blorgged in a while.

saw Heima.

want to move to europe.

want garden.

want wind to blow.