My girl, in a tree, in Montesano.
By the way. It’s so fucking beautiful where I live.
I gave a girl named Patience, whom I’d never met before, a ride to her parents’, then a ride back into town. And while we waited at her folks’ place…
Cows were unimpressed.
Then, the four of us went out to our friends’ for lovely conversation, screwing about with saws and hammers in the woods. Snacks. And of course, a fire – and s’mores.
And here? Is your moment of… well, whatever you want it to be.