They took a step back, thought about it
What should they do?
Cause there's always repercussions when you're dating in school
I've had a lot on my mind, lately.
Heavy duty things.
The last week, the last couple months, the last year or so, even... it's all been heavy duty.
I haven't wanted to use writing as the outlet for these thoughts.
There are too many of them.
Writing, as a medium of expression, forces you to actually confront and deal with your ideas/thoughts/opinions/emotions in specific terms.
I am just not into that lately. I don't want to confront, nor deal with, anything beyond whether I need to preheat the oven with the pizza stone in or out.
The whole cry without weeping, talk without speaking, scream without raising your voice thing just isn't working right now.
It's not just about me, either. Close friends, lovers and family, too.
It's alright. Everyone is alright. Even those who lost someone.
Instead of writing, I have been playing a lot of music. 6-string, 12-string, ukelele, ekectric guitar, congas and drum kit. It is soothing to strum, pick or pound an instrument instead of having to use words.
This winter has been a disaster in Montana. It has been in the 60's and 70's this week. The snowpack is all melted, up to 9000 feet on south facing slopes, 7000 on the north.
Unless it rains like hell in June, which is historically unlikely, this valley is going to burn this summer.
I saw a big eagle today, right near my house.
He was heee-yuge.
Of course, jackass that I am, I walked toward him.
He took off.
Makes me wish I had a serious camera. It also makes me wish I knew something about photography, because I see some incredible things in Montana. I don't alter or adjust these pictures, other than shrinking them so they show up better here. I wish I knew some tricks.
^^ Everything from the eagle til here was taken on one day.
Oh, and that same day, I also saw a mountain lion.
Anyway. This winter has been Bad. It's going to be Los Angeles times ten this summer. Unless it rains.
Regardless, Bells and I had a discussion about busting out the kayaks now, because the snowpack now is the same in March as it was in mid-July last year.
I took my board out of my car, leaned it against the garage wall and unearthed my kayak.
Why not?
Why not, indeed?
Indubitably.
Everything you have seen is copyright of the State of Montana.
Happy Saturday.
Heavy duty things.
The last week, the last couple months, the last year or so, even... it's all been heavy duty.
I haven't wanted to use writing as the outlet for these thoughts.
There are too many of them.
Writing, as a medium of expression, forces you to actually confront and deal with your ideas/thoughts/opinions/emotions in specific terms.
I am just not into that lately. I don't want to confront, nor deal with, anything beyond whether I need to preheat the oven with the pizza stone in or out.
The whole cry without weeping, talk without speaking, scream without raising your voice thing just isn't working right now.
It's not just about me, either. Close friends, lovers and family, too.
It's alright. Everyone is alright. Even those who lost someone.
Instead of writing, I have been playing a lot of music. 6-string, 12-string, ukelele, ekectric guitar, congas and drum kit. It is soothing to strum, pick or pound an instrument instead of having to use words.
This winter has been a disaster in Montana. It has been in the 60's and 70's this week. The snowpack is all melted, up to 9000 feet on south facing slopes, 7000 on the north.
Unless it rains like hell in June, which is historically unlikely, this valley is going to burn this summer.
I saw a big eagle today, right near my house.
He was heee-yuge.
Of course, jackass that I am, I walked toward him.
He took off.
Makes me wish I had a serious camera. It also makes me wish I knew something about photography, because I see some incredible things in Montana. I don't alter or adjust these pictures, other than shrinking them so they show up better here. I wish I knew some tricks.
^^ Everything from the eagle til here was taken on one day.
Oh, and that same day, I also saw a mountain lion.
Anyway. This winter has been Bad. It's going to be Los Angeles times ten this summer. Unless it rains.
Regardless, Bells and I had a discussion about busting out the kayaks now, because the snowpack now is the same in March as it was in mid-July last year.
I took my board out of my car, leaned it against the garage wall and unearthed my kayak.
Why not?
Why not, indeed?
Indubitably.
Everything you have seen is copyright of the State of Montana.
Happy Saturday.
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posted by Joe at
11:39 PM
1 Comments:
I've been having the same thoughts about gettin me a nice camera and some photography skillz. After some research I've decided on a Nikon D80 with a Tamron 28/300 lens. I'm all about the zoom. I think you should do the same. You buy me mine, I'll buy you yours.
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