Tuesday, March 24, 2009


the rain cleared . clouds puffy with gray middles. I take a walk along the bike path near my house. towering power lines, trees, a lake, dog shit. industry and nature. I wonder if i could make it living up in the woods somewhere. maybe, i think, with a satellite dish and a store not more than 20 miles away. I worry if there is no hospital nearby. I worry there isn't someone to save my dog from a snake bite or to stitch a wound I might receive from a bear. the problem is i worry. I think. I finish the walk not having heard or seen a single thing.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Usually, people who rough it in the woods know how to stitch up their own bear wounds and saves their dog from snake bites.

Just a thought.