Woke to the sun.
It had been a while.
The owner of the straw bale house came home. Greetings. Pleasantries.
Lesley cooks amazing blue corn pancakes and stove top espresso.
Breakfast by the creek.
Got to see her dwelling in the daylight.
A simple hut under a simple tree.
Big smiles.
Navigated my fully loaded Honda Civic back out of the creek.
Stopped in the house that we were to be house sitting that night.
Running water, lights, beautiful.
Met a Native American couple who have become the local parents for my cousin.
Yet more great people. Sincere and without an agenda.
Gathered food for dinner.
Just me and my cousin, enough food for 6. Stuffed with whole food.
A long, dark walk in the night. I am amazed at how much more she can see than me. I am blind in the darkness. The electric light has robbed me of my night sight.
Music into the night.
Lay upon the ground,
sleep...
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