a fair Sunday...

The Nevada County Fair

brings back memories...

rides
games
caramel corn
bright lights

I always wanted to win the biggest stuffed toy...



...turn a dollar into a gold fish...

...and kiss a boy on the top of the ferris wheel.

Some things never change.

Stay Together

stay together

learn the flowers

go light

-Gary Snyder (from his poem For the Chidren)

People keep asking me lately what I want...
I tend to fumble a bit in the face of this question - but I know:

I want to stay together
I want to learn the flowers
I want to go light.

(and the rest will fall into place)
?

Give your eyes to the night

"...the stars are the eyes of human beings,
which rise out of their closed lids and become bright and regain their strength.
And that is why all the stars are above the country-side,
where everyone is sleeping,
and over the town there are only a few, because there are so many restless people there,
weeping,
and reading,
laughing and watching,
who keep their eyes."

-Rilke from The Dream Book

Give your eyes to the night,
so all the stars will stay bright.

Where is Bill...

Bill was here,

and Will and Willis and John.
(Sunset)
http://www.sunsetswebsite.com
They came on a Thursday.
I cooked pasta with every veggie in the garden we had melon and strawberries for desert.
There was wine and whiskey, and lots of songs and stories,
and sticks of burning sage.

Jesse Woods was here too -
I think these were his cigarettes.
http://www.myspace.com/jessewoodsband

On Saturday we had a potluck and invited all the neighbors and friends and had a little farm concert.
I made caramelized onion tart, and my famous secret popcorn for a late night snack
(the secret - nutritional yeast + butter + cumin + salt = yum)
When is was time to leave Bill left me with a few parting gifts.
Among musical talents and the ability to wipe away your tears with thousand dollar bills,
he is also a writer of short bits of odd genius.
see below...
(click on images to read)

Thank you Bill!
(and Will and Willis and John and Jesse Woods)
you are the best!

Please Mr. Postman

because finding this in the mail box feels really good.

take me to the river

I would like to take you to this place...

where you can dive off the tall rock,

or sit in the shallows quietly and listen to the water run over your feet.

I think you will like it here,

where the river meets the creek and every day feels like Sunday.