February 25, 2011

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I lost track of time
But the roasting carrots have not burnt
I sit here eating them as we speak
In one hand a fork,
At the other; a keyboard.

I'm thinking about the rabbit I carved for my father
for Christmas... It had broken
and had been glued back together
and given to him anyway.

I feel like making another
But as usual,
lack the motivation required.

This day has been a wash of 
30 MPH winds and heavy rains

The sun is shining now
And I hear the most illusive owl in the distance
I will never catch a glimpse of him
Though I am sure he has watched me trying
always some place near by


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Ps

I LOVE THESE PHOTOS FROM THE SELBY,
AS MEN DRESSED UP LIKE SO TEND TO MAKE MY HEART FLUTTER





   














3 comments:

beth said...

BrittanButterfly said...

love this post! I heart those hotties!
I am sad because for some reason I can't see your next post and I am dying to know about those... moccasins?
where is the photo from?

Jen said...

I wish I could get my husband to dress like that - very gentleman farmerly.