Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

Rabbit Magic

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Today in a forgotten beech hedge the rabbits came out to play, and in the sun-dappled groves of cliff-growing trees they shared their secret magic with me.

Accomplishments, Failures & Adventures

Six deer in a fucking week. Up until last Friday? Neither of us have EVER seen a roadkill deer before in our neck of the woods (I've been here for roughly a decade, Italics was born and raised here), but, somehow, I managed to find six motherfucking dead deer in a week without any effort.

Nature's Whitewash

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Fairy Lights

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I have fresh fly agarics hanging from wall to wall like mushroom fairy lights.

Broken Deer Funeral

The funeral of a broken deer found at a crossroads.

Death's Lunchbox

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In this house? Offerings of sandwiches transcend species. Ask the fox (smoked ham on whole wheat), ask the badger (peanut butter and honey on white), ask the deer (organic romaine heart on handsliced pieces of gluten-free bread).

Professional Dropout

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If I hadn't dropped out of pre-med twice (when I do things I burn my name into the motherfucking asphalt so it ain't forgotten) I might've had my medical degree by now.

Death; Rebirth

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A new deer priestess is born.

Roe Deer #1

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The Old Woman, either confident in my abilities to keep up with this pace of life or deliberately positioning my ass for a nervous fucking breakdown (seriously, how much can one fucking person do?), saw fit to send me one of Her (exceptionally expired) deer. (Actually, She saw fit to send me two - within 20 minutes of picking up this roe buck I stumbled across the remains of a toddler-aged fawn.)

Hope for Rain

Most days I hope for rain (to finally be given a chance to sit down and begin drafting entries about all of the super-wonderful-amazing shit that's been going down here), but even when it does I'm still outside in the forest with my basket in hand.

Amanita Muscaria

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Fly agaric (amanita muscaria) for the Old Woman's (rein)deer.

Awesomely Perfect Day

Goddamn son of a bitch, I deserve this effing strawberry beer.

The Money Shot

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Ms. Graveyard Dirt's way of "taking it easy": creating, from scratch, a two course (one main, two sides, one dessert) roast chicken supper for the entire family (after baking a batch of Ukrainian buttermilk cornmeal muffins - to eat with the strawberry jam - for breakfast).