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concretekissI ran away from too many t-shirts and toys, craft supplies in every corner of every room, the now 7 load mound of laundry in my bed I shamelessly hump each morning, papers and papers of self-important numbers and messages scrawled all over, to frolick in Krause Springs with Sarah.
I keep meaning to write, but I get distracted by visual beauty.
The drought is finally and thankfully over. It rained all week and so Sunday,
when the prodigal sun returned, there was a divine intervention.
Sarah and I should've met years ago, which we did, but we were both too shy to say anything.
I hate my sunglasses. HATE. I wear them because they are so ugly.
It's like sticking my tongue to a 9v battery.
This place is so utopian after a good rain.
I am too afraid to go into the cave on the right.
but I cannot resist a rope swing.
The squirrels wear black hoodies in these parts.
Almost too pretty to be real.
You should've seen us bounding over rocks all jungle book hopscotch.
Me n Tinkerbell. Can you believe her eyes? I mean goddamn.
Where the roots make like rapids.
We came upon a mini-Easter Island where someone before us had been balancing stones.
It bothers me that I don't know what this flower is. :(
s
Beckoning. This land is off in private property, where surely more loveliness secretly sprawls. But you cain't go or you'll get in trouble!
The people who care for the land here love stone sculptures as much as I do.
There is a butterfly garden at the entryway we saved for last
where passion flowers grew in a huge topiary. They smell as pretty as they are.
Sarah found this perfect little tangle, and I waited forever for the wind to stop blowing so I could get a good shot.
Where I'm from, if you have one of these in your yard
you should expect it to get shot at randomly by drunken rednecks.
On the way out.
I can't find places in the city nearly so heavenly.
Humor me if you can.
full set here.
The drive home, 70+ behind a truck pulling a flatbed.
A huge piece of plywood came flying out of it, spinning in the air toward us.
I swerved into the adjacent lane screaming like a lunatic and thankfully dodged it.
It took me a good 15 minutes to calm down. I had to hold my right knee still
to the accelerator I trembled so hard.
I'm no devout Christian, though had I not
moved out of the way in time my last words would have been "Oh God, Oh God"
I keep meaning to write, but I get distracted by visual beauty.
The drought is finally and thankfully over. It rained all week and so Sunday,
when the prodigal sun returned, there was a divine intervention.
Sarah and I should've met years ago, which we did, but we were both too shy to say anything.
I hate my sunglasses. HATE. I wear them because they are so ugly.
It's like sticking my tongue to a 9v battery.
This place is so utopian after a good rain.
I am too afraid to go into the cave on the right.
but I cannot resist a rope swing.
The squirrels wear black hoodies in these parts.
Almost too pretty to be real.
You should've seen us bounding over rocks all jungle book hopscotch.
Me n Tinkerbell. Can you believe her eyes? I mean goddamn.
Where the roots make like rapids.
We came upon a mini-Easter Island where someone before us had been balancing stones.
It bothers me that I don't know what this flower is. :(
s
Beckoning. This land is off in private property, where surely more loveliness secretly sprawls. But you cain't go or you'll get in trouble!
The people who care for the land here love stone sculptures as much as I do.
There is a butterfly garden at the entryway we saved for last
where passion flowers grew in a huge topiary. They smell as pretty as they are.
Sarah found this perfect little tangle, and I waited forever for the wind to stop blowing so I could get a good shot.
Where I'm from, if you have one of these in your yard
you should expect it to get shot at randomly by drunken rednecks.
On the way out.
I can't find places in the city nearly so heavenly.
Humor me if you can.
full set here.
The drive home, 70+ behind a truck pulling a flatbed.
A huge piece of plywood came flying out of it, spinning in the air toward us.
I swerved into the adjacent lane screaming like a lunatic and thankfully dodged it.
It took me a good 15 minutes to calm down. I had to hold my right knee still
to the accelerator I trembled so hard.
I'm no devout Christian, though had I not
moved out of the way in time my last words would have been "Oh God, Oh God"
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:12 am (UTC)you find the most magical places. i woulda made you go in the cave, tho. i mean, that cave is amazing! there coulda been unicorns in there!
you are gorgeous as always, as is your friend. your combined prettiness probably caused a lot of soil boners.
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:35 am (UTC)i would have made you accompany me into the cave to find unicorns.
but imagine the concentrated pretty if you n angela came along. the world might've just spun off its axis!
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 03:37 am (UTC)I want to float downstream so bad.
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:58 am (UTC)and take photos on the way!
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Date: 2009-09-28 04:26 am (UTC)Once had a Christmas tree come flying out at me from some bubba's truck who thought he didn't need to tie it down for a twenty-mile trip. Saw it catch some wind, fly up, then down. Ca-chunk! Went under my truck for its first bounce. Damn right I had to stop! Kept picturing the stump bottom getting bigger and bigger before it went under in a split second.
I've never seen anything like that passion flower. It looks like it's an undersea anemone.
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Date: 2009-09-28 10:48 am (UTC)this piece was big as my car and the driver continued, having no idea what had just happened. we were too freaked out to tell him.
and the passion flower, really?
it grows in wild vines around here, and will spread, invasive like morning glory. the butterflies love it.
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Date: 2009-09-28 04:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 10:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 07:50 am (UTC)I'm not sure, but that plant might be a honeysuckle.
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Date: 2009-09-28 08:47 am (UTC)Might be a cardinal flower? (wild lobelia) ? But that doesn't seem quite right either. Looks terribly familiar, though.
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Date: 2009-09-28 10:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 10:42 am (UTC)canned coffee!
Date: 2009-09-28 01:17 pm (UTC)actually I really love those sunglasses
HOLY SHIT that is why I am too scared to drive behind trucks like that. I am so glad you dodged it! thank goodness!
we practive saying hello boss in a sinister manner. ees for fun.
Date: 2009-09-28 01:58 pm (UTC)and i normally wouldn't drive behind something that looked too unsteady.
but this truck's bed was deep, you couldn't even see that he had anything in it! the plywood just floated up into the air and started spinning all matrix like! it was fucked up.
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Date: 2009-09-28 01:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 01:55 pm (UTC)Hamilton Pool can get just as lush with substantial rainfall.
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Date: 2009-09-28 02:55 pm (UTC)the squirrel looks like got too close to campfire.
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:43 pm (UTC)they are so skittish!
not like the fatasses on the UT campus who chase me.
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Date: 2009-09-28 02:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 03:45 pm (UTC)you should have seen us yelling at the waterfall like dweebs.
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Date: 2009-09-28 10:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 11:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-29 12:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 03:16 pm (UTC)Y'all are too cute! You look like you're skippin school to play in the springs.
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:49 pm (UTC)i'm gonna make it my objective to go to some outside place every weekend before it's too late.
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:36 pm (UTC)Oh I am so glad you are okay.
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:50 pm (UTC)clearly i have a problem!
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Date: 2009-09-28 03:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 11:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 06:36 pm (UTC)i know how you feel. this seems to happen to me a lot lately.
your pictures are soo amazing, i only wish they were a little larger! scratch that, i just realized you have a flickr account. im adding you!
love the one of you kissing the lion <3
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Date: 2009-09-28 11:04 pm (UTC)i added you back! cheers.
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Date: 2009-09-28 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 11:07 pm (UTC)we looked like heathens. i crouched to get a good photo of the lion head and got mud all over my butt. it was a good time.
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Date: 2009-09-28 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 11:07 pm (UTC)once for me it would've been "oh fuck!"
we need to practice!
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Date: 2009-09-28 10:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-28 11:08 pm (UTC)SCORE.
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Date: 2009-09-29 07:10 am (UTC)Also, that picture of you floating on your back? that made me gulp. yr too pretty for my own good.
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Date: 2009-09-29 04:20 pm (UTC)and heee, that was my ophelia impression.
please don t drive eighty eight
--mza.
BRILLIANT
Date: 2009-10-03 07:38 pm (UTC)