here in northern california, it’s hard not to smile when the sky is full of fluffy eiderdown and the sky is bright and blue, at least not for a new york transplant like myself. b on the other hand, a near-native, complained yesterday of the lack of rain. she is demeter to me, ceres. she is the embodiment of that which makes the soil give up life toward the sky. come to think of it, my skin does feel kinda dry…
...as i have just migrated here from mstdn.social (lovely place, just big and a bit slow rn), perhaps a new #introduction is in order?
I'm a picker, I'm a grinner, I'm a lover, and I'm a sinner.