Sitting in a field of pine trees, coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt.
Out here in the rain and the mud with the wild things.
Home is where the wildflowers bloom and the coyotes know your name.
Tell me to what you pay attention, and I will tell you who are you.
Sometimes Wednesday’s are cool too. ☀️
Happy birthday @merylsusan1 🎂 We love you a whole brunch! 😘
I thought red rocks would be a little more red than this? That John Denver’s full of shit, man.
See for me that I, see for me that I change my restless ways.