Kitsune....that is what I have been doing all my life and I am now at the second-to-last paragraph. Not up for the cremation thing tho'.
Kitsune....that is what I have been doing all my life and I am now at the second-to-last paragraph. Not up for the cremation thing tho'.
All you need is love...la-dee-da-dee-da...all you need is love!
Margo, I'm jealous. I truly am.And humbled.
Well, the hunting my own food is a bit of an exaggeration because I am a vegetarian since 23. But I have told you all how I grew beansprouts in a nylon stocking hung from the seatpost of my Raleigh Touring 14 while riding down Highway 101 in 1980. Nearly the same thing.
All you need is love...la-dee-da-dee-da...all you need is love!
way OT tangent here but I am all for cremation. Even tho I may be dead and my body just an object, I really don't relish the worms and funk that would inhibit it........ scatter me from the Portland Head Light..... yup.
In my favorite dream I would be a concert pianist. In reality I wouldn't like spending all the time practicing and stress of performing. When could I ride a bike? All my job choices would be centered in music. I've thought about going back to school to train to be more specialized in music, but I can't narrow down what I could do to make a living in this very rural area. My teaching degree in music is not needed here. When I was a child I wanted to be a figure skater-still love to watch music and grace melted together!