I have this new orange hoody that I've been living in lately, just the color of Rowan berries. Soft, comfortable, even flattering, yes, but mainly it's bold--perhaps the brightest color I've ever worn--although seemingly not conspicuous. It suits me these days, I guess, in a way maybe warding off the blues and those greyer days to come (no I do not need to sleep in, dammit! thank you.), buttressing my aura... Anyway when I pulled it over my head tonight I breathed in a scent which I suppose could only be something of my own but was somehow oddly unfamiliar, sweet and alive, of wood smoke and moonlight, lichens and sunscreen, coffee and rosehips and pine and dew with just a smidgen of barbeque sauce and a splash of kaluha over warm rock and shoreline. These are my leftovers from nearly a week away from the grind of the city. I sort of don't want to wash this shirt ever again.
More soon on the trip to the Lake, garden happenings, what's cooking, potions and what-not...
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Main Entry: dig in
Function: verb
Date: 1827
transitive verb
1: to cover or incorporate by burying [dig in compost]
2: to establish in a dug defensive position [the platoon was well dug in]
intransitive verb
1: to establish a defensive position especially by digging trenches
2 a: to go resolutely to work b: to begin eating
3: to hold stubbornly to a position
4: to scuff the ground for better footing while batting (as in baseball)
— dig in one's heels
: to take or persist in an uncompromising position or attitude despite opposition
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Here we find out what we're made of. First, it's what we eat. Second, it's what we love. Third, it's what we do. It's what we hear and touch and see. It's what we build, with our minds and with our hands. It's what we play and sing. It's what we want.
We're working to find a way of living, and living to find a way of working which can sustain us, our souls and bellies, our parents and children, and the land that is all which holds us. We shall be resourceful. We shall make due. We shall overcome. Just kidding. But we might kick ass. And we'll probably have to, in the years ahead. We're here to protect and serve that which is sacred and real, from the dirt in our toenails to the stars in our eyes. We're here for a short time, to see what we can learn.
The most important thing you could ever do is to choose a place and dig in. - Pete Seeger
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