Finally a good rain after two months of really dry weather. The forest sighs once again and all feels alive and green. Not much longer in Chemult, praying for the Portland BLM job, that’d be nice to keep me occupado. Definitely heading to Coos Bay to run the Prefontaine 10K. Should be a good time. Looking to camp at Sunset Beach. I need to reming myself to take a bathing suit and maybe a fishing rod. Need to check my time from last year. Just want to beat it or get close to the time from last year. Move your arms Flarh-ty, pick your knees up, pick up your your knees. God bless Coach Grant.
Aaagh, don’t think too much, do the little things with love, like Mother Teresa said so. It’ll help us all on this ball of blue floating in the cosmos. More love, less thought. More giving, less expected results. More sunshine and more coffee when it rains. Did some editing last week of the Chapbook poems. Even cleaned up some pieces, got to get rid of the “a”, “the”, “of”, “and”. They could be the most overused words in Poetry, “I” is used way to much. I do need to check the mailbox, there’s always a chance a kind soul corresponded with me. Then I’d get away from I for a while.
Hasta el taco. Paz