Not a good day. I'm here, which means away from where I'd like to be. My former favorite blog is destroying itself. My party is committing Hari Kari. My country seems to be self-destructing, and taking a good part of the rest of the world with it.
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- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
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It's time to take a walk and remember what it was that drew you to the Wilds of West Virginia.
"Your real security is yourself. You know you can do it, and they can't ever take that away from you."
--Mae West
Would you let mosquitos keep you out of the woods?
When I was videotaping beavers, whose behavior is very eratic, I spent hours and hours learning to ignore the buzz and the sting of mosquitos.
The BFA environment is much the same. Just practice self-control. LOL
Hannah
I donno, Hannah. Sometimes you have to know when to walk away. That time has certainly come for me with regard to BFA. I never could have done it, though, were it not for the Sunshine Blog. Having that security, the knowledge that the community I have come to love still exists and thrives, and has outgrowths like this blog, is a mighty rock indeed.
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