mother may i?

no you may not.
say goodbye to the merry merry month, my friends.
it's done.
over and out.
and not a moment too soon, really.
i mean,
i like new york in june, how about you?
ha.
nothing?
c'mon.
actually,
i like just about everywhere in june,
because it's the sweet spot in summerishness.
early enough that most young kids are still in school,
nice enough that grown-A* adults can enjoy themselves with outdoor activities,
and not only that,
but father's day is thrown in there, too.
hahahahaha.
a.k.a. the holiday that nobody cares about.
awwwwwwww.
duders,
the woodsly goodness is ALIVE with super-elite ultra-expert natural beauty.
flowers and vines and all the good sh!t you could ask for!
i mean,
check the teleport:

wooohooo!
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress is home to some rad stuff,
and it's all unfolding from it's tender tendrils
and climbing up and out into the wider awoken world of foresty freshness
into some big action and opportunist awesomeness.
i mean,
these little neighbors are living six feet up in a tree:

so cool!
the big what next is tomorrow already,
and i'm ready for it.
however, before the new hottness shows up,
we've got to say adios to the old bustedness-
last night,
it was time to grill it all over again,
and man was it ugly, and boy oh boy was it also dope!
teleport:

ugh.
sausages and charred onions,
not dogs and toasty potato buns,
pasta-mutha-ucking-rainbow-salad,
and balsamic-molasses-soy glazed brussels.
it wasn't pretty,
but there was a whole lot of it.
that's fairly representative of real life in these hills.
i don't want to eat ugly food, dudes-
but i'm not NOT gonna eat it if it's delicious and it's vegan and it's waiting for me.
it's all really happening,
and that's the whole point.
hare-brained and hairy today,
rabbits and rabbits tomorrow;
never quiet, never soft.....