true to oneself.
yesterday
when i awoke from sleep
[and a vivid dream]
[and a vivid dream]
my very driven mission
was to quickly leave the house
for a bicycle ride.
for a bicycle ride.
mister pencilfox said:
where are you off to in such a hurry?
[nalgene bottle and camera in hand.]
pencilfox:
i have to get out of the house.
i have to go.
the sights and sounds of autumn
were all around me.
it was soothing medicine
for my wild heart.
it was balm for my soul.
i need this sometimes.
sometimes:
i need to be by myself.
in the middle of nowhere.
sometimes:
i need to just be.
be in the moment.
indeed.
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XO
cooler weather
ripe concord grapes
plums nearly ready to pick
a pumpkin turning orange
any word from your sister? what are the chances that two sisters would both lose their homes to fires? just heard tonight that a painter i follow online has lost her home and the studio that she and her husband built together in that same fire. oh, my. sometimes i just don't get it.
True that!
May your loving heart always remain wild!!!! xo
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mascha. my friend. the funny thing is: the wind was blowing so hard that day, it was the first time i ever had to pedal going DOWNHILL!
my heart shall remain wild. i hope. xx