less rain, more thunder...

we didn't find any edible mushrooms!
instead,
we happened upon acres of wild blueberries.
a few scoopled-up handsful heaps later,
we munched 'em up properly.
(that means we washed off tany possible animal pee)
too bad about those barbarian boletes being absent.
the conditions just weren't right.
of course,
after this early a.m.'s torrents of raindroppin' science,
we may see a change in the myconid atmosphere up in here...
i've got my fingers crossed in any case.

dan bounced out late last night,
after two days straight of balls-out backbreakin' laborious toilin,
scraping and priming the future headquarters
of the newhamden warrior poetry society of northern new england!
yeah,
we've got some interesting prerequisite conditions facing our faces.
but,
if we take the physical challenge,
and fight through the financial fracas,
we may just be able to end this doo-do buttery vacation frustration,
and head towards a home.
as in;
where i hang my hat and where the heart is at an' that.
thanks to dan's epic level friendship,
a few dollar dollar bills,
and five gallons of priming paint,
we're that much closer to maybe making the magic happen,
and founding the first Folk Life & Liberty Fortress!!!
all ya'll mutha-uckas better be sending out the good vibes
and positive thoughts, and all that vanilla skylining
secret universal planning appeal.
headquarters, my ninjas.
i'm sayin'....

in other news,
goggles factored deeply into how much lakeside fun we had yesterday.
and so did little fish and a frog.
we hit up the bookstore for a second day in a row,
got some more serialized printed matter,
and read our little brains and eyeballs right off our heads.
add in some grilled oyster mushroom and wheatball pasta for dinner,
and a batch of sunshiny leisure in between,
and you've got a day that was well nice, indeed....
today is a work day,
so casey is takin' charge of the minis for a bit.
there's talk of horses....
little girls just loooove horses;
never quiet, never soft...