counting the trails

[crows_roost]

I'm flat on my back, out on the deck in back wearing a tank-top, slip of a patchwork skirt, no socks no shoes no over-shirt.
I can feel every separate board and nail beneath me, even the wood grain on the skin of my thighs.
The night sky is framed tight by the silhouettes of big Doug firs and Redwoods, filled with stars - so many I can't keep track of the familiar constellations up there somewhere.
I could be any me, from any time of place, just me.
I'm watching for shooting stars.

Comments

[mamagotcha.livejournal.com]

I was your Me in Chicago, and thank you for being my Me in California. The we/me here listened to the night creatures and saw satellites and planes and yes, a few of the brightest shooting stars. The kiddo galloped around and tumbled like a puppy. So beautiful... I loved watching the same stars with you/me!

[didjiman.livejournal.com]

Ah, a bit of heaven on Earth... Sweet

[greylistening.livejournal.com]

Beautiful. Thank you for this. :)

[purejuice.livejournal.com]

mmmmmm

[one-undone.livejournal.com]

This sounds amazing. I'm happy you're able to have such an inspiring and awesome experience. :D