2009 FALL. TOUR. LIFE.
It’s that time again. the time of year when the sun’s heat begins to wain, the crops ready themselves for the harvest and we grease our wheels. we can smell autumn blowing in from the coast carrying faint memories of rows of corn and apple orchards. memories of the last lonely trout in the rocky mountain stream, tinged with the smell woodsmoke in wool. It’s that time of year again. the time of year when the shoulder’s of children slowly slump forward in anticipation of another school year’s beginning, while pumpkins slowly start to line the porches of rural homes. It’s that time of year again. the time when we can’t stop pacing, as horses in pens, wanting to run free through the boundless open expanse that is the in between places.
that’s just what we’re going to do.
-jacy
( 08-22-09 Portland, OR )
SOCIAL MEDIA
