Oink.

Had the best day with these little critters. Followed by this:

There are pastures surrounding every direction I look. Rows and rows and rows of raspberries. The sunset on one side, and on the other... the pale, cool colors reflecting off of Baker. It's warm enough to sleep with the window open. It's quiet, except for the cows and the crickets. Days like today remind me how extraordinary life is. A good day of sunburn. The sweetest company. And 40 little piglets. I'd pick this over anything. 

Zillah

Sunrise, sunrise... looks like morning in your eyes.

beautiful sis.

Curtain.

The creepiest critter I've ever seen in my life.

I don't think he liked me much either.

 Home sweet home.

 Low tide sunset.

Tribal seeds.

 Warehouse day at work. 

 Flashback.

Haircut. 

Couple randoms over the last week or two. 

A time or two, or three... in life you think the hard part is the "talking out of", but I think letting yourself into something, is a whole lot harder. Eventually shutting the door seems to become natural, almost expected, and the opening becomes the challenge.

Lately I've been feeling abnormally, and unfortunately, callused.













PS. Who is your instinct, and why is that betch always right?

It's a beaut Clark.

"whatever happens; til I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I'll drift about forever, all my atoms, until I find you again..."

little dark girl with kind eyes.

I will remember the kisses. Our lips raw with love. 
And how you gave me everything you had. 
And how I offered you what was left of me. 
And I will remember your small room. 
The feel of you. The light in the window. 

Your records. Your books. 
Our morning coffee. Our noons, our nights. 
Our bodies spilled together. Sleeping. 
The tiny flowing currents. Immediate, and forever. 
Your leg, my leg. Your arm, my arm. 
Your smile, and the warmth of you, who made me laugh again. 

sus.

Olive

Little miss thing turned 3 the other day. Love her like she's my own. Tomorrow... We celebrate!!! 

I wish they had these overalls in my size. 

Lazy Afternoon.

Finally a zero obligation, day off! Ah, It is feeling SO nice to relax. Catch up on a little work, laundry, a little self pampering. "Me" time is always refreshing. And it's been a while since I've been able to sort and share my thoughts. Life seems to be traveling through some vortex at light speed. Where does the time go? As i've heard my whole life, the myth seems to be true that time disappears quicker and quicker, day by day. Or maybe it's flying cause I'm "having so much fun". Which honestly, things are outrageously good. 

A while ago (October), I mentioned just a few sentences about a friend of mine who had been in a terrible accident. And due to a short traumatic visit in December when I saw her in a rehabilitation center... and lack of communication and knowledge of her progress, I just kind of left it at that. 

This is Michelle and I when we were about 18.

 I met Michelle when I moved from Lynden back to Snohomish when I was 15. We spent the next 6 years partaking in the typical high school shenanigans, the after high school shenanigans, and really, just some of the best times. Where there were no expectations, no one to impress and usually no plans. Always going with the flow and evolving into a day full of fun and laughter. Hands down she was my best friend and go to, for anything that I needed.  After a while she moved south and we both became busy in our own lives not seeing each other as much as I know either of us would have liked. But when we did, we always reconnected like life didn't skip a beat.

SO, when I saw her in December and she didn't know who I was. Or even who she was. My heart seriously crumbled for her. 

Michelle was in the car with her partner Jenne, whom she loved so much, and Jenne's niece. They both died at impact and Michelle was ejected through the windshield when they hit the tree, leaving her in a coma and with a hefty amount of brain injuries.

Sad, Sad, Sad.

 On the bright side… 

 Only 6 months later, Michelle is at home and slowly but surely with the help of many doctors and therapist every day, learning to be herself again. She's able to walk. She has slight blindness in her right eye but other than that has full consciousness and use of all her senses. She can communicate although its a bit jumbled, and laugh, and joke. Her feisty personality is beginning to show again. I spent an hour telling her stories that she seemed to remember, but the responses were pretty light and her thoughts tended to drift. 

I just love her. They're expecting almost a full recovery but I am truly so heartbroken that she would have to experience such a tragedy. 

If that doesn't remind you to appreciate the ones you love, or yourself and good health, or remember to take a second a day and remind someone how much you love them….. I don't know what will. 

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Anywho, work-y, work work… keeps getting better. And better. 

This is what's really happening when people are watching me write professional e-mails behind the counter…

Just kidding.              Only sometimes.

The trust anddd… responsibility anddd...appreciation and creativity (andddd a million other things) flowing through the brewery is pretty amazing. 

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Curt-y, Curt, Curt. Also seems to keep getting better. And better.

I've never met such a sweet, open-minded, and understanding heart in all of my days.

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I'm going to target. bye!