you are prickly
but these pins and needles are not yours

soon

the decision has been made - though the date has not yet been set...
starting soon we, Cam and I, will embark on a 100 mile eating experiment. I know it has been done before - in our own backyard even - buy the people who started it all (JB MacKinnon & Elisa Smith) and the people who did it on TV (thank you Mission, BC). But our experiment, or mine at least, will include recipes. lots of them. and maybe that will help you when you decide that it is time to start your own 100 mile experiment.

stay tuned...

v.

it is hot.

i am bored; desperate.

i want to run away, will you come?

a bocce game on the shores of the adriatic;

a pastis in the south of france;

a nap under a tree. over there.

anything and anywhere,

except for here.

as long as you

are there.

do you stop. think.

when the edge comes faster

than expected?

would you leap?

cower? flee? fight? forget?

will you laugh when the end

peeks through

to invite you? or will you

turn your head, hide your eyes

and pretend you don't see.

won't stop. or think?

initially it was all warm wet winds,
brushing past. butterfly like kisses.
but sunshine reigns over those wet winds from the west.
leaving us in wonder
at the shapes and colours of the clouds blowing by.

leaving me alone to wonder.

delicious thought/

the peaks of Mount Baker

capped not in snow

but in a mad variety

of each of the 31 flavours

today it was just about finding a way out.

an escape hatch.

a road to somewhere not here; with no tracks.

today it was dark, lonesome, frightened.

like these skies.