I wake up, tend to the dogs, I tend to the chickens, I make some coffee, I sit with my Savior -----------︎︎︎
I walk through my forest, I make some breakfast (maybe) and I get to work.
I’ve got a car, but I don’t like to drive all that often which means I don’t like to leave all that often.
I try to cook with what I have and I try to do my projects with what I have, too; my barn is full of scrap, and my garage too.
I walk through my forest, I make some breakfast (maybe) and I get to work.
I’ve got a car, but I don’t like to drive all that often which means I don’t like to leave all that often.
I try to cook with what I have and I try to do my projects with what I have, too; my barn is full of scrap, and my garage too.
I got a kingly amount of Cherry from an old farmer down the road this summer.
He used to own a farm and before he sold it to whoever buys farms
he cut down every last cherry tree so they wouldn’t get it.
In the end I turned some of it into a tree support.
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I used to have a vibrant digital life of text-based role playing, but that’s gone the way of many a digital community; to shit. Now when I see folks, I wish I hadn’t. I don’t like going to town, I find talking tiresome, most of the time. Maybe it’s because I communicate professionally, but I’d rather spend my days with my dogs. He used to own a farm and before he sold it to whoever buys farms
he cut down every last cherry tree so they wouldn’t get it.
In the end I turned some of it into a tree support.
If a lion could talk, we couldn’t understand him.
Wittgenstein
Bozo.