Spring Day(dreaming)

The sun is shining. Two of the volcanoes are smoking and my beach is nearly deserted. Where I live, we get 15 hours of daylight today, as the sun will set in about three hours at 21:35. It’s incredibly peaceful as I alternate between staring at the view and texting with a friend who lives far, far away from me. The waves rolling on the shore. The cries of a flock of seagulls hanging out down the beach a piece. Yep. With all the shit that comes and goes in life and overwhelming grief that rises and falls: still, I am oh so grateful I live here. That is all.

29 Comments on “Spring Day(dreaming)

  1. Well then I envy you greatly. There are no such beasts in Denmark and the ones in California were not in the smoking mood, although I did manage to hike two of them when I lived there

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  2. If I had an empty log cabin it wouldn’t be empty for long, what with my non-smokes and my non-picture equipment, and my Caribou Slippers and Imitation Grizzly bear rugs. My God how can anyone live without those things? And my Caribou hat, and my imitation white rabbit ear-muffs, and then if I told you the story about the 2 Caribou and the Moose, then

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  3. If all else fails in this life, then I still have my imagination to keep me company, but it tells me lies and not the right ones, like I am drop-dead OK, or just waiting for the next train between Anchorage and Fairbanks!

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  4. Not a bad photo for someone who doesn’t do that kind of thing – at least she says, she doesn’t

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