Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

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The air is so thick tonight that I'm surprised by the volume of the frogs' songs. We had the reddest, sweetest watermelon I've ever seen and tasted, for dinner. Laughter so raucous from the kids as the mountains stared down at us. Isn't summer just beautiful?
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousSaturday, June 12, 2010 8:56:00 PM

    Watermelon!? Now I´m thinking of Rufino Tamayo..:)

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  2. Laura VigneauSunday, June 13, 2010 5:07:00 AM

    I just had some sinfully sweet cantaloupe!

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