9.9.13


Woke to sun myself along with a cup of black coffee and a deeply important book, made my way to the apothecary, brewed Pink Yarrow Wine and Tepache, mended many of the tattered pieces of clothing that have long been begging for my attention, shared some sweet + shady moments with a family of mamma goats and their kids, and wandered along the acequia with my wisest old friend where we peered into a forgotten secret garden, and I met Wild Tobacco for the first time; we gathered bottles patinaed rainbow by time, dust-covered plastic toys, and encouraging fortunes discarded from someone's Chinese dinner--just for us to find.