I love sharing a coffee in the morning...
The Pound thing, well, I don't think he's contradicting himself, just stating that it's not an all-embracingly simplistic statement... I kept that as an ITO because I'd been thinking about why so much modern jazz and classical stuff didn't move me...
Finally... go ahead...surprise me!
that is a great visual and sensory image. It's a good thing there are contrasts to the shitty things that people do to each other. That may be why I've spent so much time crawling around in the bushes, headed away from humanity rather than toward them.
But people aren't all bad.
My current research indicates there are some really good ones out there.
That photo looks like eastern Oregon. ?? And your beautiful story reminds me of the area around Sisters, Oregon. We go there every summer, and stay at Black Butte Ranch. Do you know where that is? At the foot of Black Butte? Right off highway 20 ? Beautiful area, and it smells of pine trees - the Ponderosa pines are so large, and the pine cones are so perfect............The Metolious River winds through there. The white water rafting is glorious!! We're going there the first week of August. I can't wait! It is truly God's country- if there is such a place -
Perhaps nirvana does exist...........???
What a beautiful place. Strangely, I have never seen a buck, just does. Or maybe the bucks are more reclusive. There's nothing more beautiful than unadulterated nature. Where is it? I want to visit.
I love golden light. A window in my bedroom faces the west, and if the sunset is just right, and my blinds are down, it fills my room with a golden glow, and my yellowish walls help enhance that. I sit in there sometimes until the light starts to fade or change. Sometimes, though, it pulls my good mood away with it and leaves me feeling lonely.
I also love seeing golden sun beams. When I'm at work, and there's mist everywhere, you can see some pretty awesome beams going in every which direction, that is of course, the sun is in the right place at the right time, not clouded over, etc..
Sigh - you just floor me every time I read your journal entries - wow. And I love the way you look at life - you really seem to do your best to get everything you can out of it, which is a really good thing.
And you didn't like mine? maybe alittle fatalistic but true .
Actually I'm a fairly happy and optomistic kinda guy usually, makes life go alot better I've found
My father, a long time hunter, used to tell stories about the great old bucks that were too smart for any of the guys who came up on the opening day of buck season, who could move through the forest like a ghost, and seemed to have a sense for which humans were dangerous, and which were not. Looking back on it, I can't help but conclude that much of this was just hunter's folklore. But I can remember thinking, as a young child, how it made me feel good that there were these big, powerful bucks making fools of the men trapsing through the forest with guns.
I'll be driving through PDX (I think) in about a month. Can I have a cup of coffee with you or something? I'm going to explore the world for my vacation. You are just the most remarkable woman.
One of the things I miss most living where I do is the lack of wildlife. I grew up in rural Illinois and I was just used to that. Then I lived in Minneapolis and I loved that despite it being a large city I would often encounter deer, raccoons, beavers and even the occasional fox. It also had so many beautiful wild areas near the river and lakes. Here in St. Louis I rarely even see squirrels. It feels so lifeless sometimes.