I sat by a creek and imagined a forest.
I rode by patchwork fields of corn, beans, wheat. . . and I fantasized about moments I could share with someone in fields like that.
I had a strawberry smoothie (with real fruit, of course!) and watched rabbits hop around on a hill.
I followed a bee, gliding from weed to weed.
I thought. A lot.
I slept. A lot.
I hunted beetles, spiders, flies, bees, wasps, and ants, and I'm sure most of them did a lot more damage to my skin than I did to their shells.
I smiled a lot more than I have in months.
And I think I might've cried a little, too.
(Spider's silk is supposed to be extremely strong, but I can destroy a web with the tip of my finger.)
What'd you do today?
(Have a look here for some of the pictures from the past week. Not all, by any means, and I'm not done yet. It's going to be macro hell for =kivienkathairon. Will upload some here whenever I get access to the home laptop again.)
Devious Comments
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AUGH! I'm so frustrated now, I need a cookie. I go to get cookie. AND, when I get back, YOU... well, you'll be wherever you are; BUT, I'll have had a cookie and the world will be much better for that
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AUGH! I'm so frustrated now, I need a cookie. I go to get cookie. AND, when I get back, YOU... well, you'll be wherever you are; BUT, I'll have had a cookie and the world will be much better for that
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As it was, there were temporary cease-fires in his angry dialogue with a God in Whom he did not believe.
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As it was, there were temporary cease-fires in his angry dialogue with a God in Whom he did not believe.
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The only geologist to get blood from a stone...
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