hopping nacho solstice

went for a solstice hike yesterday in pisgah national forest. nacho likes this kind of activity. we all like this kind of activity.

had a tough time finding a way to a good swimming hole after scrambling through rhododendrons for a couple hours, licking a centipede, and nacho almost falling over a waterfall, so we got back in the car and went to courthouse falls and jumped in the deep pool under the freezing waterfall there.

please let me down

he must have been very hungry little wise guy.

"Dear Mom,
It smells great from here. can I come down. I know I am a wise gue but please let me down.

Love,
Chris"

the worst place to have a mosquito

happy father's day

i hope all the dads are having a great day. thank you for sharing all your time and your potato chips!

honeydew y square circle

the sky's on fire, deliver us

link for Middle Son MP3 via http://dgold.info/green/wp-content/trevor-2004-01-12-middleson.mp3


Trevor Garrod 1-12-2004: "These next two songs come from the I Ching. I don't know if that's gonna help you guys at all. It's called the Middle Son."

THE MIDDLE SON

The middle son’s a dangerous one
By moon and sun his wagon wheels are turning
And he often sees foxes in the forest
Watching for thieves he travels in the night

He’s got a strong horse with a gently curving spine
Following the course of water down the line
And his ears are aching from a pounding in the village
He knew the danger passed when the lightning had come

Yes that middle son is racing cross the valley
His morning work is done, yes it’s gone into dust
And his wagon wheels are rolling by the moonlight
the sky is on fire deliver us, yes the sky is on fire, deliver us

The bottle’s restless beating on that wagon-table tells me
How the wheel ruts beneath us shimmy widely across the trail
And the strength of any prophecy is sure at times eternal and
There will be a thunderstorm and it will clear the air

Yes that middle son is racing across the valley, his morning work is done, it’s gone into dust
His wagon wheels are rolling by moonlight the sky is on fire, deliver us
Yes the sky is on fire deliver us
Yes the sky’s on fire deliver us


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http://www.dgold.info/green/middle-son/

bedroom

now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
and if i die before i wake
i pray the lord my soul to take


screenless windows are good for letting in fresh air, but bad for keeping out spiders.

if the urban legend is believable and the average person swallows 8 spiders a year while sleeping, i will swallow 80.

walmart parking lot

these folks were squealing around the walmart in sylva, NC yesterday.
i thought it was illegal, but it isn't. here's a list of state laws about riding in the back of pickup trucks:
http://www.iihs.org/laws/cargoAreas.aspx

also spotted yesterday - a hissing hawk protecting its dead squirrel after pecking its eyes out

drooling rosie

i had the pleasure of spending this past hot weekend with a sweet, sweet bitch (and her parents!) from tallahassee named rose. she is 12 and doesn't get around like she used to, but she stil points her tail down at the ground and wags it as fast as a hummingbird. she would have been a perfect match for holden.

my thoughts go out to kid D who has to put her faithful pup yoshi to sleep today. it sucks to lose a pet, especially one that knows how to smile.

i think i found a boyfriend for Drezza

he's 86, he eats salad, he's a doctor...and he's cute!

Scenes from a vegetarian restaurant

friday

this weekend's gonna be a scorcher. that means sitting in a kiddie pool and eating ice cream. going to movies. turning on the fans. drinking lemonade. maybe spiked. a refreshing drink is:
ice
a shot of citroen vodka
lemonade
a dribble of blueberry pomegranate juice

i spent the first half hour of today assassinating ants and eating pistachios.

conversation on a plane

flight attendant: peanuts or pretzels?

flyer: penis.

flight attendant: peanuts?

flyer: yes, penis.

flight attendant hands over tiny pouch of peanuts.