flat lands

back to the manitoba i call home.
decided to show up a bit earlier than expected and surprise a few special people.
so here we are.
and what now is what i'm asking myself.
probably just one step at a time.

change

after too many days spent crying, trying to piece together everything that had happened,
finishing last minute projects and hugging every tree that had become my friend,
i pulled myself out of the forest.
and now i'm in a caravan of gypsy's.
we're a beautiful crew.
we're headed to tennessee for more adventure...
the smoky mountains, and over 1000 acres of queers!

damn... lifes good

here i am... hostel in the forest.

life over the last (almost) two months has been (almost) entirely sweet. i get to fool around in the garden... swim in the crystal clear lake.... bike ride to the land of bright lights and stone cold faces.... eat eat eat, and love love love all the time. so who can really complain about that.

oh, and of course dance laugh and sing.

its been busy.

and lovely

and now, that songs have been created, stories been told, told again, and finally, untold.... the wind is blowing and who knows what will come next....

georgia - at last

yes, its true, i've made it back to the coast and woooowwiiii what a trip!

i've somehow stumbled into a garden that said 'yes! you can stay! as long as you watch me and sing to me every day!' so thats precicely what i'm doing and its feeling like a dream

you can check this place out at www.foresthostel.com

its keeping me well.