Magical Thinking

When you take your whimsy

By the flimsy

And tell it where to go

Magical concoctions

And excited eruptions

Are sure to overflow. 

Ice Bursts on a Sunny Afternoon

Can you dig it? My long time friend and co-conspirator Johnny Dandruff and I have been making weekly treks into the woods for a few months now. Rain or shine. Or sometimes snow… This began as a way to get ourselves out in Nature and to test some of JD’s gear that he has been collecting. Now it’s a routine that is much appreciated and desired for each weeks ‘Spiritual Adventures.’ The Ice Flowers mesmerized us for quite some time in the semi melted rocky woods of the Boro. They were freshly bursted (yup I made that one up) and on display in the shade just shy of the Sun’s warming rays. We created hilarious stories as to how they were formed and I acted them out with great enthusiasm. I’m sure you can imagine. We stared at them in awe for what seemed like ages. We (I) talked to them. They were pretty quiet. Like fancy little Unicorns. Always keeping you guessing.

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