>be 16 >be black and have family down in Alabama >they farm and own a huge amount of land down in Huntsville >uncle owns a big house and a bunch of trailers they put out in the woods for hunting or camping >down south cousins suggest that we go out there to camp >know I’m a city kid from Chicago so they tease the fuck out of me >collect food, kill a pig and some chickens, and bring necessities to camp out for a few days >we get to the camp and it’s obvious something is weird >air has this weird electric smell like right before a storm, like ozone >we think nothing of it and unpack and go down to a little creek to swim for a few hours >All of a sudden some older white guy and a white teenager come out of the bushes >he has a shotgun in the crook of his arm and says hello and ask us what we’re doing this far back in the woods >tell him about my uncle, who he knows, and say we’re camping out >he tells us we need to be real careful out here and stick together there was a big animal in the woods >His son, who is my age asks if he can stay and hang out with us >he says OK
I’ve been really busy lately, so much things to think about and to prepare and do and just never enough time in the day to do even start! Only a couple more weeks before I fly off to Japan so I can finally get a chance to catch my breath.
Photo taken while running around the Lavendar & Berry Farm, Pemberton.
My great-grandfather was pretty cool. He had a knighthood which was cool, but I liked him because he was damn wacky. Whenever people wished him happy birthday he would go “happy birthday to you to, congratulations” and he genuinely meant it. He once drove at about 120 miles an hour on a mountain road with a tree blocking the whole road. We yelled at him to stop to which he replied “Don’t worry, at this speed we’ll miss it” Luckily he stopped about 3 cm away from crashing into it. He also had like 6 libraries and once he “lost” one of them. But my favourite thing was on his birthday, it must have been in his 70s at least. Anyway we all hid in his house for a surprise party but he never turned up. After 3 days we called the police. 2 months later he turned up. He had met a farmer when his car broke down. He asked how farms worked and wanted to see all the machinery and animals. So he just went to live on a random farm in England for 2 months. When we told him he missed the surprise party he went “Who’s birthday is it?” he was really upset, until we told him it was his and he was like “was it? that’s okay then-these English farms are very interesting. I made friends with a sheep”
So I got the joyous chance to try Thanksgiving dinner at Pelshko‘s dream town. (I was checking to make sure everything uploads properly in a dream, this isn’t finalised so no dream code available.) The big highlight for me was the gamecube style houses and the fact Lloid also added to the Gamecube theme by being the PA for the yellow house. :3 And I scored I new high score of 54,428 at Whack-a-mole, played hide-n-seek with Re-tail and had my car break down at the butterfly farm. I can’t wait to go back when it’s complete! There were a lot of unique little things added to the town. (more than a 10 picture limit allows!)
Just had a weekend trip to Washpool National Park. We came back through Tenterfield and Warwick, and this is looking back at the mountain range that marks the dividing line between the Scenic Rim and the Southern Downs.
I couldn’t see any houses, but there was a helicopter pad a few hundred metres back up the road.
I did it. I finally picked one over the other… Only took almost 2 weeks of playing constantly, forgetting most other things exist and screaming.
I’m still doing both reverse proposals, I hope this doesn’t confuse me AGAIN, but I think my heart’s pretty set. :’) That means I’ll finally stop being damn near inactive and start doing things really soon.
I just want a man who politically is liberal but loves shooting guns. Is down to start a farm with me and super into working with his hands because we are building that thing from the ground up. Can be a manly man and make me feel protected but still respect me and treat me as an equal not a frail noodle “woman” (because I am not one, not because woman can’t be frail and noodle-y if they want to). Is down for the environment no matter what. Reliable but up for my spontaneous bullshit which happens frequently.