This is a response to Kelsey Phelps' latest blog posting, so direct all virulent hate mail there.
Yes, I agree, Earth Day is kind of a cop-out of a holiday (we'll be celebrating Oxygen Day soon, kids!), but it apparently was recently celebrated. Ask Kelsey. I don't know--since leaving all the hippies in Humboldt County, it's somehow easier to forget that they're out there, and without them celebrating Earth Day, I forget about it too.
But I digress down yet another bunny-trail. Bad bunny. Shoot the bunny. Bang! Now the bunny's dead. Metaphor way too swollen: reel it in.
Okay, here are some photos of my favorite places to be (limited to earth). If you notice a theme, don't be surprised. If you don't notice a theme, don't ever become a snake hunter.
I would love to be here, at home, in Humboldt County:
Or here, with them:
And would I really mind being here? No, I don't think I would.
I loved being here with them:
I would have loved to have seen this,
and I would greatly love to be here, at home, with her:
Or with her (but preferably both):
And here with them:
These are some of the places I call home, and some of the people I call family.