My words are the garment of what I shall never be
Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy
–W. S. Merwin, “When You Are Gone,” The Lice
I live in an Appalachian hollow in the Juniata watershed of central Pennsylvania, and spend a great deal of time walking in the woods. Here’s a bio. All of my writing here is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. For attribution in printed material, my name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact me for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).
Interesting words and image – did you use typoGenerator?
Yes. Clicking on the image takes you there.
You taking a break, Dave? No posts for 2 days?
I liked this one; nice to see you doing something non-photographic. but I REALLY liked the previous one about what’s underfoot.
Blog ennui. Getting over it.