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When I cannot look at your face
I look at your feet.
Your feet of arched bone,
your hard little feet.
I know that they support you,
and that your sweet weight
rises upon them.
Your waist and your breasts,
the doubled purple
of your nipples,
the sockets of your eyes
that have just flown away,
your wide fruit mouth,
your red tresses,
my little tower.
But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.

-Pablo Neruda

i’m in love

but a picture is worth a thousand words?

South Fork Yuba River – Edward’s Crossing
9/6/2009

what an amazing day today — I signed up to go back to school in the spring (yes, I’m going to finish my degree, dammit!) and then when I got home I discovered I’d made my first sale over at istockphoto.com. Apparently, someone actually had use for a picture of a burnt hot dog.. hahaha!

nice! and it’s friday to boot!