January 26, 2011

when loving the green things turns brown (stupid)

dear waking up late is wonderful diary,

i don't mind waking up late when there is nothing to get up for- like no reasons. but when i wake up with a full head- it's usually because i am sick or because i need to blow my nose. and i don't really much like getting up full in the head like that- not so much for me. as soon as the spring gets here- i have plants. i dunno where ill be to execute those plants, but i can not wait to reconnect with nature. i want to smell the budding greens and feel the mud and walk through the trees under the canopy of life beginning to wake up after the long sleep. to be able to kill my own plants is a feeling like no other. if it isn't carried out here, where i always am, it will be a curious journey- to see how life springs to action somewhere else for a change- after carefully nursing my plants through the winter and transferring them to another geographical location. because no matter where i go- it will all start over- their growth cycle. the secret is to watch and notice the differences. to capture a glimpse of what goes on- even when i am not there to witness the events. i realize its prolly about the same every time, but it will seems so special when i kill them this time.