Day 330 off the grid
I awoke at 4 a.m. kind of par for the course these days. My dog and I went for a short walk. Just to the north end of the hay field. The wind was bitter cold. Mainly because it's open and unimpeded. It blows constantly in that part of the farm. It made me think of flying a kite in the winter winds. It reminded me of being free from worldly ties. It made me think of the smell of bread baking in a small confined space where your clothes keep the smell for days and your skin, if licked, it tastes like the aroma. It made me think of starting the process of making cinnamon rolls at Tucker's at this time of the day and the smell of butter, brown sugar, and cinnamon. It made me think of waking up on canal street in my loft apartment, brewing coffee and painting all day without a plan, just painting what was in me, letting it all go, no rules, no boundaries. It made me think of the days in salt lake city when I'd walk to work instead of ride the bus or train on a hot summer day because I didn't have money for fare or was it I just wanted see the city from ground perspective. It made me think of how I am a morning person and how I love what wind, snow, and darkness make me think of. It made me think of the people cuddling under a tower of blankets because they were in love. My goodness, what a life I have led, I thought as I stared at the silhouettes of hills towards Cazenovia. As I turned to walk back to my cabin, I thought of “Us and Them” by Pink Floyd and started to hum.
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