an intuitively mindful activity that humans have been doing forever. despite its innate destruction i find myself feeling connected to the earth. some logs are harder to chop through if they have knots, even in death the tree’s commitment to self preservation is admirable.
a tube of terror. it can reduce a full ass tree to tiny shreds with no effort. i can never get the image of a human goop oozing out the chute.
unfortunately i live in a woody area and i see them everywhere and it genuinely makes me sick :/
uhhhhhh actually i am creating new life and investing in microbiomes not known to you yet simply by laying very still and watching love is blind all day. this is productive and necessary.
Growing up we used to help rake the dead leaves in the yard in to a big pile every fall. At the end we got to jump into the piles and play as a reward for helping. The leaves had a sweet decaying smell to them.
saying thank you to every single staff member on my way in and out !! excuse me please and thank you patrons for letting me squeeze past! i am just rolling in gratitude i love it here
i was OBSESSED with her book of essays, So Sad Today, but for some reason it’s taken me til now to read her books. Don’t know what i was waiting for. this book was profound and erotic and fantastical and i definitely cried at least once
