the amazing remnants of the tropical whateveritscalled made here an amazing warm, wet jungle-y thing, and the pecans continue to rain down. i think they're early this year, but i couldnt say for sure.
"meanwhile, the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again....call to you, harsh and exciting, --over and over again announcing your place in the family of things."
--mary oliver
juliet was in the audience last night at the gravity lounge in charlottesville while devon sproule played. kind of a wild full circle; two years ago i remember sitting backstage before we did a show there, tuning up in a big flowery chair. she is returning to the far north east, and i?
i am burning a midnight oil, made for action.
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