jesus loves you

 

in toronto at starbucks. 

wild food forest

we are the earth,

made of the same compounds and materials 

not separate or apart but connected

wind creature

there are no clocks to measure time, only the beating of our singing hearts

everything is the product of one universal creative effort. there is nothing dead in nature. everything is organic and living, and therefore the whole world appears to be a living organism. 

snails are admirable creatures

“`Will you walk a little faster?' said a whiting to a snail,  `There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail.'”

henry the eighth

 played dressup and then made collages with old (1950s-present) national geographic doubles

hippos storm the sun!

: ‘when she comes

The blue hand of the sky vanishes.

Hippos storm the sun.

Birds peck furiously at anthills.

Wings wrap tightly against trees.’

-from loss by abayomi animashaun

holy je$us

spending windy days in places full of trees is SO NICE 

also rainbarrels were overflowing... hURRah 

"Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors." 

-Hunter S. Thompson

sea of drinks

drink down the moon

we love compost! 

so many birds grown fat and happy

Owl is lost in the wood. Wind rustles

        the dark trees

overhead.

lazy RElaxiN daY

my cat finally let me use him as a pillow! 

Coatless, I sit amongst the moles, adrift

And I dote upon my pinesap gum

And the light, through the pines in brassy tines

Lays over me, dim as rum

little tree

put up your little arms

and i'll give them all to you to hold

every finger shall have its ring

and there won't a single place dark or unhappy

woeowoeo

its hard to remember to bring my camera everywhere. so here is cake. 

Maude: The earth is my body; my head is in the stars. 

Maude: Who said that, Harold? 

Harold: I don't know. 

Maude: Well, I suppose I did, then. 

sing you a song in frog tones

nothing better than a late afternoon with a ukulele 

a little dragon in the sky, holding up the light that is the sun 

herb drying day

a wild mint forest 

"when we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained." - mark twain 

Do your thing! be fancy-free to call the tune you sing

Do whats right, whats right for you to do, with all your might 

eating food straight from the earth. thankyouearthforthisfood 

when im beat the world beats without me

"I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, i found, was really going in" - John muir!

holding what murmured

holding a little bowl of pudding