December 2, 2010

CATCHING UP ON LAYING DOWN



One of the loudest swamps I've ever heard full of groaning frogs.
I couldn't help but remember catching frogs at the end of the stream in this town. I couldn't help but remember how fast this trip had passed me by- no time to stop pedalling. I couldn't help but remember how fast this summer had passed me by. I've been trying to keep up with time but have been consistently having a hard time.
Maybe two months on a calm winter island will help me sort through the backlog.