Neko , when I visited Vancouver in 1990 I wrote a song where I cornily wrote "I want to cast my net in a different sea" . Your garden transformed into a sea of wildness mysterious magical and thereby utterly renewing to your soul.
I don't have words to describe the way your writing makes me feel inside, but I am very grateful. it feels like home, something I am distinctly lacking these days.
One of the benefits to living in a desert in the middle of a drought is that you really just have to let nature have a go at it. On Saturday night when I can water, I water. The rest of the time, I just look at the crap blown in to the yard and pick some of it up, wishing I didn't live in a damned wind tunnel with the crap accumulated by the wind in LA and just riding 1-15 to my yard. And then I laugh -- the tenant's attempt to be Ozymandias. We are all tenants here, mortgages being irrelevant to metaphysics. "nothing remains, alone and level sands stretch far away." https://youtu.be/T3dpghfRBHE
I don't know any bob, but you sing better, so chill. My 60th birthday is sat & I feel like Eyore, ior, not Igor. Oh great, now I'm too old to spell. moan...congrats on tour success!!
I love this. It just screams out to me the feeling we all have to just let things go wild, to feel wild and be wild in this time of terrible oppression. That little bit of freedom to let things go and the as they are is elusive and precious. I’m so glad you made it through your tour, enjoy a couple of days off.
NEON TOMATO JUICE
I love this. The gulf between our need for order and the other higher order.
Love me some pink almond gold lazy dolphin sea grass.
Neko , when I visited Vancouver in 1990 I wrote a song where I cornily wrote "I want to cast my net in a different sea" . Your garden transformed into a sea of wildness mysterious magical and thereby utterly renewing to your soul.
Sounds like you relaxed and let the beauty come to you. Well done, Ms Neko.
Wonderful imagery.
Nice poppy
I don't have words to describe the way your writing makes me feel inside, but I am very grateful. it feels like home, something I am distinctly lacking these days.
One of the benefits to living in a desert in the middle of a drought is that you really just have to let nature have a go at it. On Saturday night when I can water, I water. The rest of the time, I just look at the crap blown in to the yard and pick some of it up, wishing I didn't live in a damned wind tunnel with the crap accumulated by the wind in LA and just riding 1-15 to my yard. And then I laugh -- the tenant's attempt to be Ozymandias. We are all tenants here, mortgages being irrelevant to metaphysics. "nothing remains, alone and level sands stretch far away." https://youtu.be/T3dpghfRBHE
I don't know any bob, but you sing better, so chill. My 60th birthday is sat & I feel like Eyore, ior, not Igor. Oh great, now I'm too old to spell. moan...congrats on tour success!!
I love this. It just screams out to me the feeling we all have to just let things go wild, to feel wild and be wild in this time of terrible oppression. That little bit of freedom to let things go and the as they are is elusive and precious. I’m so glad you made it through your tour, enjoy a couple of days off.
Lovely, reflective entry. Also a superb photo :)
Thank you again so much for that life-giving tour. Sometimes music is required in order to breathe.