Silver Gate, MT

Zig Zag Cut Corners, Pine Edge, Silly Henry, Saunas, Staying Here Until October, drinking wine. Quiet Brian hiking; sitting by the river eating pizza; talking too little and talking too much. Being Impresssed, feeling less pressure, figuring things out and getting myself into unusual situations, figuring things out by getting myself into unusual situations. Buffalo. Soldiers, whiskey, and Geysers. Grilled cheese with Alice and the new cleaning teams. Sky full of stars, sky full of clouds, butterflys in the tall grass mourning, moving down the dandelions. Mice in our house and the having to kill them. Slow Transitions, noticeable transitions, phases. Teaspoons ,tablespoons, and half cups of phases. Wanting to write more letters, finding the right postcards, Whispering Pines, not so funny jokes, the Ghanans. Beautiful songs singing, laughing, grinning, distrusting, sleeping. Asking for something and getting it. Smoking smokin smoke rings, baby cows in Cody at the rodeo with no phone lines or fast food for the first time. Driving long distances with bears in the road and a mandolin player by the fire meeting strangers and bikers galore. People switching jobs, trips to Gardiner to buy booze and food, spending too much money. Erick’s crazy driving and feeling comforted by the road, by the twists in the road, by the lack of the road and the park trees noticing what nobody notices by noticing what everybody notices, just by noticing at all. Ghost stories, fights and re starting in the morning. Craving specific songs, and the smell of sage. Wanting friends to visit, being afraid of bears at night, walking around at night unawares. The Tao te Ching, Hunter S. Thompson, the fear of photographs, not being able to connect to the internet. Mistaking boulders for buffalo, butterfly nears death inside our engine, nothing we can do. Food fights and never being too sure what lies ahead.

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