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In the beginning it was me who pushed for the move. He resisted. Prescient, he caught the whiff of decay in roadside culverts, the sadness that pools in the corners of kitchens where the lamplight doesn’t reach. Only after a summer of ponds, of bonfires and new friends did he acquiesce to the false fantasy of a blank canvas. 😿
We craft new purpose from shards of the old. Turkey feathers mottle a hammered steel mirror forged from the mullion of a window-sash. A cracked maple kettle births next spring’s crop of echinacea. From the sacred waters of TABLE IN A STREAM, bid namaskaaraha to TABLE IN A TREE - second in our series of curated Healing Autumnal Effluence Dinners for One. Recline in the beechen green of Demeter’s bower while the whispering wind gently bruises the crabapples to mauve and ochre amid the hemlock psalms of Nymph and Dryad. Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air. Be, with us, the driven leaf. Space limited, dm for dates. •
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#tableinatree #curated_nature #windsofchange #naturaleating #forageandharvest #fruitoftheforest #treeoflife #odetoanightingale #solitudeisbliss #birdlife #seasonofapples #foragedandfound #floraandfauna #drunkonnature #whisperingangel #dryadbushcraft #divorcedmom #datinghurts #nymphsandshepherds.

In the beginning it was me who pushed for the move. He resisted. Prescient, he caught the whiff of decay in roadside culverts, the sadness that pools in the corners of kitchens where the lamplight doesn’t reach. Only after a summer of ponds, of bonfires and new friends did he acquiesce to the false fantasy of a blank canvas. 😿 We craft new purpose from shards of the old. Turkey feathers mottle a hammered steel mirror forged from the mullion of a window-sash. A cracked maple kettle births next spring’s crop of echinacea. From the sacred waters of TABLE IN A STREAM, bid namaskaaraha to TABLE IN A TREE - second in our series of curated Healing Autumnal Effluence Dinners for One. Recline in the beechen green of Demeter’s bower while the whispering wind gently bruises the crabapples to mauve and ochre amid the hemlock psalms of Nymph and Dryad. Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air. Be, with us, the driven leaf. Space limited, dm for dates. • • • • • • #tableinatree #curated_nature #windsofchange #naturaleating #forageandharvest #fruitoftheforest #treeoflife #odetoanightingale #solitudeisbliss #birdlife #seasonofapples #foragedandfound #floraandfauna #drunkonnature #whisperingangel #dryadbushcraft #divorcedmom #datinghurts #nymphsandshepherds ...

I’m single again. I wonder if a woman would take me on a date? The odds are against me here. I mean just look at this guy. No car. No money. He’s art is questionable at most. He’s bipolar. He loves dangerous situations. Hell problem take a Nikon D750 and since he’s broken. I mean, broken. You’ll have to pay for dinner and the gas to get there. Then I guess he likes going to the ghetto. Just for fun. And yes I think that’s the catch. He loves to have fun. Creepy, yes? Oh, wait till he says. Bring your camera. Let go to see a band. What ever! Don’t go back stage with him. I’m just sayin. #datinghurts #broken #artist #broken #single #lost #yourmothertoldyouabout #yup.

I’m single again. I wonder if a woman would take me on a date? The odds are against me here. I mean just look at this guy. No car. No money. He’s art is questionable at most. He’s bipolar. He loves dangerous situations. Hell problem take a Nikon D750 and since he’s broken. I mean, broken. You’ll have to pay for dinner and the gas to get there. Then I guess he likes going to the ghetto. Just for fun. And yes I think that’s the catch. He loves to have fun. Creepy, yes? Oh, wait till he says. Bring your camera. Let go to see a band. What ever! Don’t go back stage with him. I’m just sayin. #datinghurts #broken #artist #broken #single #lost #yourmothertoldyouabout #yup ...

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In the beginning it was me who pushed for the move. He resisted. Prescient, he caught the whiff of decay in roadside culverts, the sadness that pools in the corners of kitchens where the lamplight doesn’t reach. Only after a summer of ponds, of bonfires and new friends did he acquiesce to the false fantasy of a blank canvas. 😿
We craft new purpose from shards of the old. Turkey feathers mottle a hammered steel mirror forged from the mullion of a window-sash. A cracked maple kettle births next spring’s crop of echinacea. From the sacred waters of TABLE IN A STREAM, bid namaskaaraha to TABLE IN A TREE - second in our series of curated Healing Autumnal Effluence Dinners for One. Recline in the beechen green of Demeter’s bower while the whispering wind gently bruises the crabapples to mauve and ochre amid the hemlock psalms of Nymph and Dryad. Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air. Be, with us, the driven leaf. Space limited, dm for dates. •
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#tableinatree #curated_nature #windsofchange #naturaleating #forageandharvest #fruitoftheforest #treeoflife #odetoanightingale #solitudeisbliss #birdlife #seasonofapples #foragedandfound #floraandfauna #drunkonnature #whisperingangel #dryadbushcraft #divorcedmom #datinghurts #nymphsandshepherds.

In the beginning it was me who pushed for the move. He resisted. Prescient, he caught the whiff of decay in roadside culverts, the sadness that pools in the corners of kitchens where the lamplight doesn’t reach. Only after a summer of ponds, of bonfires and new friends did he acquiesce to the false fantasy of a blank canvas. 😿 We craft new purpose from shards of the old. Turkey feathers mottle a hammered steel mirror forged from the mullion of a window-sash. A cracked maple kettle births next spring’s crop of echinacea. From the sacred waters of TABLE IN A STREAM, bid namaskaaraha to TABLE IN A TREE - second in our series of curated Healing Autumnal Effluence Dinners for One. Recline in the beechen green of Demeter’s bower while the whispering wind gently bruises the crabapples to mauve and ochre amid the hemlock psalms of Nymph and Dryad. Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air. Be, with us, the driven leaf. Space limited, dm for dates. • • • • • • #tableinatree #curated_nature #windsofchange #naturaleating #forageandharvest #fruitoftheforest #treeoflife #odetoanightingale #solitudeisbliss #birdlife #seasonofapples #foragedandfound #floraandfauna #drunkonnature #whisperingangel #dryadbushcraft #divorcedmom #datinghurts #nymphsandshepherds ...

I’m single again. I wonder if a woman would take me on a date? The odds are against me here. I mean just look at this guy. No car. No money. He’s art is questionable at most. He’s bipolar. He loves dangerous situations. Hell problem take a Nikon D750 and since he’s broken. I mean, broken. You’ll have to pay for dinner and the gas to get there. Then I guess he likes going to the ghetto. Just for fun. And yes I think that’s the catch. He loves to have fun. Creepy, yes? Oh, wait till he says. Bring your camera. Let go to see a band. What ever! Don’t go back stage with him. I’m just sayin. #datinghurts #broken #artist #broken #single #lost #yourmothertoldyouabout #yup.

I’m single again. I wonder if a woman would take me on a date? The odds are against me here. I mean just look at this guy. No car. No money. He’s art is questionable at most. He’s bipolar. He loves dangerous situations. Hell problem take a Nikon D750 and since he’s broken. I mean, broken. You’ll have to pay for dinner and the gas to get there. Then I guess he likes going to the ghetto. Just for fun. And yes I think that’s the catch. He loves to have fun. Creepy, yes? Oh, wait till he says. Bring your camera. Let go to see a band. What ever! Don’t go back stage with him. I’m just sayin. #datinghurts #broken #artist #broken #single #lost #yourmothertoldyouabout #yup ...