Raw Earth Ink
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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)”
Raw Earth Ink 
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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Awesome!
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I envy you too… Both of you…
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I’m telling you, T… come on up! Two things. I have an extra empty bedroom and second, I have an empty log cabin way out off-grid calling your name!!
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It’s complicated. I am sort of trapped in my home at the moment… I am pleased that maybe someday it could be a grand vacation…
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A vacation that never ends…
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And you can text me anytime, you know.
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I appreciate that!
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😊
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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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Hahahaha! Best Comment Award!
There’s a reason I’m not there at the moment. But hopefully again soon.
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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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I’ve actually made that train ride before. It’s gorgeous!! Except we DID get mooned where the train crosses the highway and some local color decided we needed to see their asses as we were a “captive audience” so to speak.
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PS: my imagination tells me lies too, so you’re not alone there.
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Dang! I didn’t think there really WAS a train between those 2 cities. Now I’ll have to reconsider that I wrote about that trip….
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Yeah. The train goes from Seward to Anchorage and then Anchorage all the way to Fairbanks.
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Food for thought. Thanks
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WOW… Truly Beautiful !!
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Thanks! I certainly think so.
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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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I know, I know. I don’t really do pics on this blog. But sometimes… I just gotta, you know?
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We all possess uncontrollable urges. Yes.
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LMAO
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Not everyone likes to admit having them. That’s all
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True. True.
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There was that comment. I knew I’d find it again someday. Nice to see that you don’t do photos as well…..
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Beautiful
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A beautiful message Tara. I love the picture too.
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Thank you
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