there are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm. one is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes from a furnace.to avoid the first danger, one should plant a garden, preferably where there is no grocer to confuse the issue.
the avoid the second, well... you know.
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we spend so much time seeing, but not really seeing. eating, but not really eating. listening, but not really listening.
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today my beloved left me to go back home for his break. feels like he's been gone for ages, but it hasn't even been one full day yet. my goal for today was to do lots of work for my anthro final. what did i end up doing? i packed my backpack with everything i needed for a successful study session at the library & ended up wasting two hrs wandering around different floors of the library, riding the elevator up & down, walking to the arbor, & walking around the lagoon.
so i've been to some cool places. i can't describe them & i don't have pictures but my shoes are real muddy & my legs are sore from trekking up & down mountains.
yesterday we spent our last day with a short trip to the forest. originally we were going to go to the beach, i think, to go find snowy plovers (their mating season has begun!) they are adorable creatures & there's only about a thousand or so left on the planet (?), so cherish them.
spring also marks the blossoming of this beautiful tree! a redbud, my new love & santa barbara is filled with them.
it is at this moment of each year that i wish i were a muskrat, eye-deep in the marsh.
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