on friday at 5 pm: 1 – 2 feet at Firsts at the lost village beach, a slow, gentle, lazy bowl, offered against a grey and pink sunset – two brethren shared this small but acceptable feast with me – i caught 6 waves pretty quickly, but their session was a good deal longer – on my one hour drive home through the wilderness, i espied a stray feline fairly from any houses, whom i know is one i was feeding months ago, until i thought she was found by her owner – fortunately, i had tons of food to leave her, and I know she will be waiting next time (for my trap?) – please donate to www.catscradleanimalrescue.com !!! and arrived home, a drunk was hitchhiking outside my house, and demanded a ride two miles up the road – i refused, solely because of his aggressiveness, but regretted it soon after, and drove up the road to find him and then to his house – he said he knew mr. bob dylan, and blessed me -**********- a
nd what shall I give unto him who has left his plough in midfurrow, or to him who has stopped the wheel of his winepress? shall my heart become a tree heavy-laden with fruit that I may gather and give unto them? – kahlil gibran
