Gmorning November
“Gmorning
November
You lurch & you lumber
From bonfire to ember
From waking to slumber
You deaden the grass
& you piss in the pot
The birds all haul ass

“Gmorning
November
You lurch & you lumber
From bonfire to ember
From waking to slumber
You deaden the grass
& you piss in the pot
The birds all haul ass

A couple of days ago, I stepped outside our back door on a crisp fall morning in North Carolina and was greeted by a breathtaking display of bright yellow and vibrant orange leaves adorning the trees like nature’s confetti. The sun reflected off the wispy clouds, casting a warm golden glow that illuminated the landscape…

In a previous post from a few days ago, I mentioned walking back to check on the ferns I’m trying to get started on the woods’ edge behind our home. Overall, I think they are doing okay, but I’ve had mixed results this year, which leaves me a little anxious going into the winter. Two…

“I fell in love with flora of all types, especially ferns. Loved the sparse structure and repetition of shape – almost fractal.” Jack Dorsey I’m still here and am immensely enjoying the results of last year’s efforts with my ferns. I’ve even managed to make a photo or two.

There’s no frost in the ten-day weather forecast, so we decided to take a chance and do some plantings this weekend. There’s a shady hillside in the edge of the woods…

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