The Clouds Here

are something else.

Here's where i live right now (as above so below).

(get ready for some prose and typos)
buster and i went for a good walk tonight. i walked the opposite direction the path of least resistance the road less travelled haha and ended up trailblazing through loam and cushy moss, branches snapping in my face (hate) and down by the SWAMP which is the beaver pond now!! The photos i took above show the snow and half frozen lake - which is what the swamp was for the last several months i have been an unplayed unplugged electric guitar resting quietly inside a snowglobe. All has been flipped upside down. The frozen lake i have been walking around for months is now a beautiful marshy swampland nature sanctuary and the BEAVERS are out! Seeing them is what i've been waiting for! Unfortunately i saw a real beaver pelt at the trading post in dawson and it left a deep dark imprint. their fur is thick, thick like nothing i've ever felt - and i felt bad..the eye holes were still in the pelt. unfair. they are amazing, industrious creatures who need to be here. seeing them swimming around and diving made me happy. i stood in the tall dry grasses for a long time watching them wishing i had binoculars. buster ran around in circles bounding. i might go back tomorrow with my book. I bet i could sit out there till 10:30 or 11pm and still have light to read .

Thanks to Mizzuz Cliff for the 'ok, it's gonna be' comment...and for having scout niblett in your itunes.
i'm ok.