She was mad when she came home to find him on her couch. “Honey,” she said when her boyfriend came home, “hasn’t your father lived with us enough?” “Well his boss found out he was living there so he fired him and now he doesn’t have a job or a place to stay. It’s just… Continue reading Stories from home, v.2
Category: The day-to-day of it all
Late night with the geese.
I’m running through the woods barefoot in the dark. I am the ground before my feet touch it, so I don’t make any missteps. Running in the dark is really good for my awareness. I don’t look, but I know it when I run past a squirrel in a tree, and when a grouse ducks… Continue reading Late night with the geese.
re-thinking it all every day
I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me. – Herman Hesse I’m wandering. I’m aimless. I don’t know what I want. But I’m supposed to – that’s how people get happy, by setting… Continue reading re-thinking it all every day
I'm in food heaven!
I’ve been canning and smoking and canning and smoking all day and I’m only halfway through the cooler. So far there are: 10 jars of blueberries 5 jars of crowberries 15 jars of ground caribou sausage a bunch of smoking salmon still in progress. I canned the berries in half pint jars, but I could… Continue reading I'm in food heaven!
As the caribou thaws…
I got to leave my meat and fish overnight in someone’s freezer last night and now it’s in my cooler, which is now all souped up with reflectix. I thought the cooler was going to be a pain in the ass to have in the van. When I first set everything up, I didn’t want… Continue reading As the caribou thaws…
Lives all around you, just waiting to be chosen.
“Sit, Bro, sit! Sit! Tara, make him LISTEN!” I’ve gone from small town stripper to big city assistant nanny for a day in sixteen hours flat. “Why should he do what you say?” I ask. Jimmy kicks at the ground, and I can tell he’s thinking about just ignoring me. But he doesn’t. “Cause. He’s… Continue reading Lives all around you, just waiting to be chosen.
A day in the life…
The storm has been raging all night, a steady relentless lullaby that blocked out the sun and heat that normally wake me. I roll over and open my cell phone to check the time. Three in the afternoon and five new messages. “Bro,†I peer down at the Border Collie passed out on my feet,… Continue reading A day in the life…
Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
“I had such a good time dancing for you… I hope you’ll come back soon so we can play some more?” I said, twirling my hair, heaving my breasts, and making big lips and eyes. “I’m leaving on a bear hunting trip tomorrow, I don’t know when I’ll be back.” MEAT. That snapped me out… Continue reading Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
stripping to my roots
I went to the fair with my little sister. At first it was very crowded and kind of scary and confusing. People were there to buy things, sell things, and stimulate their nervous systems on rides. I think people are so separate from themselves that they have to go on rides that give them that… Continue reading stripping to my roots
Leaving paradise
I stayed at the cabin for a few days (3? 5? I gotta start keeping track of time). Bro didn’t wear a leash the whole time and we just roamed around the woods and played in the stream. I wanted to stay forever. But I didn’t. I left. Leaving was an experience. Suddenly I met… Continue reading Leaving paradise