a walkabout.

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the evening. 

nature: 

she called me out of the house. 

come....

come outside....wander about....

my body is ill.

[and here i go again: i don't know why, but....]

most likely from working in the cold rain, 

harvesting the garden.

i fell into bed this morning, bundled from neck to toes. 

coyote blanket layered on quilted velvet. 

silk scarf tied around my neck. 
sweating it out. 
the only way i know to get past this. 

still: when i awoke, i felt the need to go outside

and wander about the yard. 

camera in hand. 

sunlight streaming. 

my heart reaching outward. 

a prayer to feel something other than what i was feeling. 

a good healthy dose of beets

and 

a couple cups of tea. 

all will be fine. 

life is good. 

no matter what....

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