We easily become jaded in our spirit, thinking that everyone else out there is seeking their own interests. But the spring does not seek its own interest
The ground, then, is a battery of water, a tremendous reservoir that slowly seeps out in the multitudes of springs. A gradual discharge of cumulative abrupt rain events.
I care about calories per ounce, and we all know junk food excells in this realm, but at the same time, I want at least something I eat each day to taste like it came from a farm, not a laboratory
The breeze carried fine particulates, accentuating the blue haze that always rests over these mountains. The scent was tangy and earthy, more pungent on the hilltops.
So as not to post an excessive quantity of content or especially, write too much about myself, in lieu of a journal entry today, I will instead make a series of other posts.
historically, we confided in a trusted circle of confidants. Now, we all have access to a potential mass audience of millions willing to trade their attention for witnessing our acts of vulnerability.
