a blind shot of my chill spot. i broke my camera screen goofing off on the mountain bike and now i can't tell what the hell i'm shooting. can't change settings either. bummer. funny side note, i lost my glasses yesterday in the vineyard so blind shot is pretty right on. what can i lose next week? already lost my wallet and my favorite hat before i left. maybe i'll lose my patience and break the little fucker in my pocket who's throwing out all my stuff.

for ma.

cut loose wild goose! but don't fall asleep at the wheel. yellow roses await you. hugs and kisses your way.

for/from my north caroliners. see you in sacramento

from heaven and earth-happy spring!

hillary in the garlic

the gentle soul of solomon

osiris and the girls

at home in the wild open pastures and pine lined foothills. national forrest abounds and the stars are in my eyes. literally. they're everywhere up here. up there. the frogs sing me to sleep and my belly full of seeds and weeds, i dream of the past and remember.
planting food, my roots. sowing oats, my boots.
the yuba winds with turqouise deeps and a stones throw makes it that much sweeter. the melon sky tells the time.
a mix of red necks and hippies. 4x4's and sandals with socks. this is what funny's made of.
bike fast past ponds and heifers. wave to the porch dwellers and the wind in my teeth makes a whistle.

holy shit! i'm off to heaven and earth farm!
it comes at a time when things really coudln't be better
so it will be hard to leave but...

"mankind has always sought the sparkle of distant stars,
tromped up ridges toward secret summits,
dreaming of a fantastic elsewhere.
the dream is always becoming"

and this is indeed a dream.

in all the familiar places

stopped by la maze cafe. after dinner at tom waits' old hang around.
was greeted by the band. sittin cozy right in front. we had the whole place to ourselves and it felt good to be home.
vinyl slid and candles were lit. we joked a bit between songs.
she asked me what to sing for the last act.
"i'll be seeing you". her mama's favorite.
i coudn't help but crying. grandma was on my mind. i sang all the lyrics. we shared a hug and a drink for our good old girls.
it felt good to be home.
vinyl slid and candles were blown out. i imagined it years ago.
it used to be a happening place. now it just feels like home.

buhgawk!

my favorite heirloom of the moment isn't a tomato but this cute little hen called a silver sebright. they are about a quarter size of standard chickens and lay little white eggs. everything's mini!
i like this one a lot too. it's a blue silkie, originating in china. silkies have black flesh and black bones!! wow. they are prized for their medicinal qualities and apparently the meat, if you can get over the fact that it's black, is even tastier than your standard pale, fleshy toned variety. but i prefer to think of her with her feathers on.
she's just so snuggable!

drink it in the wind

got my new skerton hand grinder in the mail today. its got burrs, its glass, it has a lid, the arm comes off, it's japanese-me likey. i can take it camping if i want!!!
i look forward to roasting my own coffee beans too. who knew it was so simple and fun?! i love breakfast and though i don't drink copious amounts of coffee, a quality cup is mucho important to me! i'm excited about this mornings cup alongside oatmeal cinnamon pancakes with strawberries and cream! what?!

he goes good with breakfast (ramblin jack elliott)

children of the earth

for your viewing dis/pleasure-my least cuddle friendly specimen. the ever so creepy, screech inducing jerusalem cricket.
i kept this in a box for a while before deciding to take its photo (thanks matt!). this really is one of my least favorite things to look at in all the world. i have nightmares about these cussing things!
my first encounter with one was about five years ago. it was slowly crawling weary, weirdly, accross the sidewalk. i was stoned or something i think and i truly thought i was witnessing the spawn of an alien creature searching for its first victim. it was not gonna be me!!! i walked away and i never walk away! its pale armour and glazed over eyes. the large head and spiked appendages! no thanks.
they live underground moslty so that explains a lot about the way they look and the slow nature of their travel. they use their ginormous mandilbles to dig through dirt and in my mind,
to devour the digits of unsuspecting children playing in the yard.
back in your box alien baby!