The wild west. The town I live just outside of has no police. There are few people, and we all seem to come and go and do how we please. The farm I am living on has four bipeds and many quadripeds. Three dogs whose names I know, and some steer that stare. Every now and again a new dog might show up, but they are quick to leave without a hello.
Yoga in the giant barn at sunset, watching the light fade into moonlight, when the owls and bats fly about. Many birds of all sorts out here. Opening our first watermelon this afternoon before naptime.
Living on a bus, made a studio space up in it. Making books and art. Playing tons of music. Taking care of myself ever better daily.
Just a quick update. Love you.