2.08.2017

LIVIN' ON THE ROAD MY FRIENDS


l a s t w e e k


: sounded like :

emmylou harris, merle haggard, willie nelson, the brush of fingertips on a guitar,
the call of gulls over the whoosh of surf,
tires of the road for miles and miles,
many voices at many tables and a radio,
sirens, city, silence, dark hours.
a minor chord, a harmonica, a song for the road.
footsteps on the sidewalk in the fresh air morning.


: felt like :

wet sand filling the arches of my feet and the pull of waves at my ankles,
the wind pushing against my body,
a waxy leaf between fingertips,
a breath of fresh and new,
quiet in the midst of loud loud loud.
a lot of firsts, a lot of new, a lot of lasts.
moving on / moving forward / remembering + forgetting

(HOW RARE AND HOW STRANGE
FROM THE SONG I HEARD IN DAIRY QUEEN AROUND MIDNIGHT IN THAT TOWN
AND WHERE THAT TOWN WAS
AND THE LAST TIME I HEARD THAT SONG
AND THE CURVE OF AN OLD LIVE OAK
and just how big and huge and yet small this weird earth and life can be___)










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14 comments:

  1. ok wrapping this up in a giant hug and taking it with me wherever i go because this is important and really good.
    seriously out of words.
    so loves loves loves. xxx keep it coming.

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    1. wish I could wrap YOU up in a giant hug and we could ADVENTURE
      because your words always make me fell like flying :)

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  2. WOWWWW! This is such an awesome post!!! The thing that caught my eyes was the pictures. I love the same angle and feet with a different background!

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  3. There's just something about life on the road, isn't there? I've done a bit of it over the past couple of months, and like you said, it shows "just how big and huge and yet small this weird earth and life can be," and how awesome God and His creation is in the middle of it all.

    I really enjoyed this post - your words and photos. xx

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    1. in a funny way, I am both happy and sad you can relate.
      but that's life right? the happiness and sadness kind of weaves together like some kind of beautiful, bittersweet braid.

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  4. Aw, this makes me want to hit the road ASAP!

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