All the World is Green
aimless and afoot in the green, green world on st. patrick's day...
we took a little jaunt through the rolling green hills south of here toward amador county,
which are haunted by spirits of angry miners, fire and ghost and hangin tree, and the mad lust for gold.
the trees, the rocks and cliffs and manzanita, all so alive here and full of mystery.
down to the county line where the river has swollen into a massive crashing swirling wildwoman,
all muddy earthy green, gnashing her teeth and rolling her hips.
i like to wear green in all its glorious shades...so i threw them all on,
like a forest vagabond.
down by the river everything has come alive, new growth popping out on every branch...
tiny succulents in the dripping springs below overhanging rocks,
soft and comfy in their bed of moss.
we went in search of nooks and crannies, wildflowers, mushrooms, antler and bone.
i could stay here all day, on this big oak branch carpeted in the softest green, looking out across the river and swinging my legs. i want to be an owl, or a caterpillar.
in the hollows of these roots, i imagine tiny creatures hide out, make supper, read a book, chit chat about the weather. maybe they're fairies, finches or mice.
i could live in a tree, build a fort with my love, gather acorns and honey and sleep under the stars.
tiny new wildflowers are springing up all along this verdant path.
"he's balancing a diamond on a blade of grass,
the dew will settle on our graves when all the world is green."
greenery on me:
green "leprachaun needed" tee (so dorky!): target about 12 years ago
green prairie skirt: vintage shop in santa cruz years ago
boots: clearance from delia's years ago
colorful crochet shawl: gift from milla!