Somehow we failed to take out the kitchen garbage before we left for a week in the woods — The garbage was filled with fly maggots although there was no stench — these are flying ants — they’re prettier IMO
I’m going to miss the waters of Beaver Lake — intending to get in one final dip — I woke to a thunderclap — I needed the sleep I’m sure
The nature of semiotics does not vary from the woods to home — yet the unknowable nature is easier to see among trees — in my experience
