I have fallen ill, again. This time with a straight cold, with congestion and only moderate coughing. Tonnes of sneezes. I'm tired of being sick. A certain vice may need to take the back stage for a while.
Getting a tattoo. Artistic green leaf, sans outlines, on pelvic bone. A (slightly) tongue in cheek reference to Victorian obsessions with modest fig leaves, and a pretty adornment to represent the natural on a part of my body that I've come to appreciate for it's biological ingenuity and uniqueness. It'll be about three inches long and 1.5 inches wide. Been planning this one for a couple of years.
And no, you can't see it unless you ask politely and it won't cause you to stumble like it was New Years 1999.
2 comments:
this is random. and it doesnt apply to this post. but i did a search on treeplanting and stumbled onto your site. i also am in the planter club of thousands.... and you describe it do well. the thought of going back sends waves of nausea and excitement, at the same time. are you returning to the great (former) forests? ;)
sure am, going to BC come april 18th to start a 4 month contract with Nechako.:)
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