twelfth night?

daaaaaaaaamn.
sometimes,
really real and really rural
are a hard batch of b!tches to hang out with.
moves are getting made.
it's not interesting, really.
but it sure is happening...
there're construction hard-hats everywhere, y'all.
sewer pipeline A*-holes,
lumberjackers,
powerliners,
and road-maker paver/choppers.
and that's just the part that isn't dope.
because they weren't/aren't the only buildtards building-
we've had workers working,
and estimators estimating,
and plants to plant too.
in october?
yep.
a little too late,
a little too cold,
with a little too much mulch.
to try to keep the bite out of their roots.
that's the whole story up here.
root-bite.
that sort of thing seems to be the par
for this collison course we've set for stereotypical money-pits
and hard-styled hard times.
don't worry.
it all really happened...
...for our faces.
a burly list of business needs conducting,
and it's officially business time up here.
right as tourist season disappears.
the roadways are clear,
the leaves are beautiful,
the cider is mulled,
the pies are baked,
and the fattie boombattie stacks of loot
are gone, baby.
gone.
the love has gone away.
the way that scrubs can't holler out the passenger side, an' that.
you know it.
i mean,
i'm still in love,
with the woodsly goodness,
with warrior poetry,
with Folk Life & Liberty...
ALL those hot fiery jauns.
-and my fine-A* wifey, too.
holla back, shor-tay!
(awwwww)
what i'm sayin' is:
i'm lookin' for hugs and kisses,
and i'm leavin' with stained undies.
get it?
life has a way of doin' dirty deeds,
except that the tag is far from dirt cheap,
leavin' us dirtier still.
AC/DC was wrong, duders.
that's that grit-grimy real sh!t.
it's what i'm talkin' about.
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it looks like the new england coffee roasters bags out here.
no,
not vaccuum-sealed and foil-packed-
calico leafy hottness.
look it up.
picturesque,
right out my kitchen picture window.
imagine that.
P.F.D. ninjas.
perfect.
fall.
day.
a series of events,
both fortunate and unfortunate.
spanning time and spending money-
if it's there,
it's here.
and vice versa
grateful?
for ALL of this;
never quiet, never soft.....