
charlotte, canon xti
....i drifted off into a total day dream.
and i began to imagine we lived on three thousand acres of
pine woods and sweet grass fields and wildflower oceans
and the clearest full river.
and we would transform
the old barn to our home...
loads of windows, a massive fireplace,
and shelves stuffed our favorite books and our old vinyl records.
and hidden amongst the property would be the most sweetest and divine cottage, so our friends and family could come and stay anytime they ever needed to rest and retreat. (and they would feel so safe and sound there)
and we would have the most lushy organic garden and pretty
white honey bee hives
and we would share our produce so not a single thing would be wasted.
and we would rescue two pigs, two cows, two goats, and two chickens from that county fair and i would make certain they lived happily and free from
mean people and gross flies.
and you could play your guitar and i would make daisy chains and we would make the best tree house for your little girl, decorating it with the textures and the colors and the softness she so craves. (and an ample supply of mini chocolate bars)....
and we would discover every single bird,
every single critter, every single scent,
every single thing that grew on our land and decorated the night sky....
and you would never ever have to go to a single stuffy corporate meeting ever again. and i would never have to endure the suffocation of the mind set of suburbia and strip malls.
and we would be as happy as we are right now, but just a million times more
free.
when i looked at this pig, that is where i went.