Sunday, August 1

rabbit-rabbit!

yeah,
i said it, ninjas.
and so did the rest of the my fresh family of Fortress denizens.
fortified alive like supercilious superstition supporters,
rabbits galore, the first of the month magic mantra,
right out of our F*n' mouths and into the universe,
ready and willing to let our good fortunes be received
and rejoiced in by the secret universal plans.
we burnt up an august offering of blazin' rage,
and set the sparks soaring all the way to valhalla.
look at how sz'huan that big action was:
pretty 'splosiony, huh?
uh-huh.
and here's another phase of the landspark lightning:
floating glow-embers make for heroic portraits of evening splendor.
the last night in july was a pretty handsome one, i might add-
except for the just-out-of-the-nest baby gray squirrels.
they weren't rocking it so hard.
in fact,
after a visit, all up close an' that, to the humans of the woodsly goodness,
their inadequate instincts served them even poorer than their proximity to
our ever-lovin' animal attackin' idiot canine.
what?
the dog went inside,
we hung out by the fire,
and the babies moved towards the tree cover.
that's where everything fell apart,
and those underdeveloped instincts proved insufficient.
duders,
a fox ate one.
just like that.
no segue, no warnings.
i'm serious.
a squeak, a snap, and a scamper.
done. done. and done.
right before our faces.
that's a hard rural style, i'm just sayin'...
nature, y'all.
it wins.
infinitely.
***********
and now it's august already.
that also means it's our great big one year anniversary!
the anniversary of the hottness of home ownership, i mean.
yep.
one year ago we moved into our incredible edifice.
an it's been a seriously eventful one, too.
the gardens are taking root.
and so are we.
embedded in the excellence of existing, kids.
we're here.
it's happening.
i'm grateful for this time i have been given;
never quiet, never soft.....

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