Growing Bolder Community

~{}~ Words fail me now They come in drunken processions stumble over the threshold and stare at me unwillingly to help out Their eyes are red and their noses blue and I won’t bother to sober them up or put them back on the barstools when they fall over I might even kick them instead Because what is there left to say So words could be of use? Either way, you go or stay, I...

You traipsed through life unencumbered by commitment to people, places or things, led only by your muse, taking joy where it could be found, giving joy, oblivious to aching hearts left in your wake, unconcerned with consequences. Live for now, you said, tomorrow be damned, the music’s the thing, it must be served; the rest is drek!...

We saw a mother and yearling cubs feed briefly at the western end of the meadow. There were 2 teenagers (in bear years) sparred, wrestled and practiced their jujitsu in the meadow for about 45 minutes, fed, then left the meadow on the trail. A fox waved good-bye to us as we left the meadow in the afternoon. Mitch and Morty also saw a bear from camp. We could see her clamming while the tide was...