#seventh summer

[mumblelard]

we had hours of heat lightning last night before the rain finally arrived

[wolfmanritch]

commission for @vhsg0d​ of his OCs Lydia and Scottie!!! 💛

[mumblelard]

a strictly non-palindromic anniversary in any base

[mumblelard]

i quit trying to keep up with this patch

i was looking for one particular song from my memory when i wandered into a pile of field recordings full of the old preaching. found myself grinning at the energy and noise of it all, remembering how riled up they would get at those hot summer tent revivals when i was a kid. sneaking off and sitting by myself on the edge of the woods. still close enough to get back unnoticed, when they all wound down

[mumblelard]

casting the shadow

the morning is thick but still cool enough. the paths are crowded

these last few weeks, i've constantly been a little bit hungry. nothing satisfies. it's not a more hunger, it's a something hunger, and i can't figure out what that something is. i ate a bunch of zucchini. that was a part, but it's not the whole something. for whatever reason it's sometimes fresh parsley but i know what that feels like. now i think maybe it's lentils

there should be something here but it's not

yesterday, that new moon pulled hard. i'm out of patience, not pushed to it, but ready for it

[mumblelard]

blue livers and blackberries

this morning, i got started rambling late, in the full heat, and had to stop and drink a gas station lemonade in the shady little pocket cemetery across the street. there's brumbelows and nesbits in there, but no holcombs. i keep hoping i'll wander into the holcomb family plots somewhere around here, but actual research would be cheating at this point

kakek, at the gas station, wouldn't accept the foraged, possibly lightly pilfered, gift card i had for my lemonade, but he did knock a dollar off the price and pocket the cash i gave him

a half dozen glute bridges i did to loosen up a stiff back last week, have somehow resolved the sleep breaking ache in my knees that would only come on in the middle of the night

last night, i dreamt i was living in the old house, empty of most all our belongings, the way i did those last few month before it sold. in the old family room with its tall ceiling, i built an egg shaped shelter that neatly filled the room, and i skinned it with cedar shake, and i lived there until i awoke

[mumblelard]

transdimensional beings filled with spiders or the uses of enchantment

i had been singing along with old nimrod but she made it clear to me there'd be consequences if i didn't quit. she's calmed down a lot but still agitated by my transgressions

[mumblelard]

blue moons and bitten knots or watermelon summer