Progressive thinking,based on the averages...

Let me
tell you
a little
about the township...

Three times through a dry
cattail slough 
on the Eighty outeast...

 

Key battle ground states: red versus blue,getting closer to the everloving front&center...

Lazy about this tribute rigamoroll ,I haven't been holding any convictions of note recently; in the twothousand era the crisis has twisted us into crooked roads...har du set paa maken?

Business ties and the types of knots...indirect and at the lowest degree as of fifteen years into the
twothousand century.

Bloggosphere? blogosphere? autograph alley? 
Go up south to buy drugs? Maybe living to our south increases this deconstructive possibility...

Reports of an uptick of violence in the suburbs of  the TwinCities...

Newly modified grammar through braindrain ethos per every sentence...Oncoming foreign influences will be noted,and worked into place,wherever possible...

Snow could be seen falling from the sky this morning,out the window,upstairs in the kabinsker loft.
Later a close inspection of yellowing leaves,small round ones,
caught or netted by a balsampine branch, in the needlework...

Noticed that the ride uphere included what is none other than men's talk...

No insect life perceivable in the woods...

The mosses,with their variant greens connect with the eyes...

We see no ruffed grouse...

Sky over us is whitewash into gray...(Brown&some blue hue of the bird slipping away...

Then snow,lightly falling to the ground moisture-sodden. I've brought
along no books with me on this outing. Therefore I'll probably or possibly
write more,which is about as plain&simple as it gets in logic.

Lets have a hand at configuring...

We set up the stove in the cabin---tonight we're having Chile con carne,
which Joel has brought over from his folks...I should add he brings us milk from the dairy,and crackers too.

One tiny,colorful bird hopping around in the boughs of a tree,a pretty large tree at that...
    October the 12th,wednesday 1983.