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bluessss

head in the clouds

forever in love with the summer skies that carry afternoon storms

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summer sweetness

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niggas in the mountains

acrimony

red chantrelles

my favorite fern gully

golden snail trails

coal at the sauna

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it’s that time of year again.

gotta feel something

bald and blond

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love micro mobility vehicles

hate whatever tf this bitchmobile is.

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memorial day weekend

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i don’t even know.

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train art

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views from my afternoon crash out

l i v i n

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chicknwire

Too many evil male photographers, it’s time to break niggas cameras

meals i made for mother’s day

-sweet potato biscuits with blueberry basil syrup (unpictured sausage and spring veggie scramble)

-green goddess salad with pearl couscous, marinated chickpeas, pickled onions, and spring veg (all homemade bc duh)

-southern sweetness dry rub bbq wings

Grateful for the hands that continue to guide mine through the medicine of food.

gigi’s hands guide my biscuits always

granmere’s spirit leaps in rich salads

grandma and mommy live in the sweet specificity of a well down wing tip

i have learned love and care from what they have poured into me.

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a note on biking in the rain

I woke up this morning to rain.

finally. the sky rumbled and cracked and the drops dripped from my the overflowing gutters outside my window. should have cleaned those out before the rain came. no, use thinking about it now. anyway, it was raining.

growing up I used to love playing in the rain when I knew someone would pick me up and take me somewhere warm and dry afterwards. now that job is in my hands. so I get wet less because I haven't been fully prepared.

[Im already tired of writing which is kind of disappointing. I've fallen out of practice. Lost steam. Down stream we go. ]

Back to the biking. All of this was fluff around my original thought. this morning I made the decision to bike through the rain. Last winter, I couldn't do it because I didn't have a rain jacket. Got one for Christmas but there hasn't been a day I've had to make the choice since then. It hasn't been raining. Me and the trees have been waiting patiently to be soaked and to spread some of the medicine around. I've been waiting to dance in the rain on my bike. Cars make it feel like getting wet is the worst thing that can happen. Keep the windows closed don't let it in.

I hate a/c especially in the car. There's all that good air on the other side of the window, but you rather have some chemically cooled bs blowing in your face. I can't take it. I don't like the way it feels on my skin. Recycled air. Detached from every other thing. Devoid of the sun. Or the honeysuckle. Or whatever that sweet, piny herbaceous scent is that soaks the air this time of year. I'll take the wind. I'll take the thickness of the air between the trees at 3pm. the way the temperatures dips round the gullies that remember holding water. the laughter from porches. the singing of birds. the clinking of tools under cars. and sirens. and motors with no mufflers. and bike wheels kicking up freshly fallen rain in the morning

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