Ledar Road

Body full with energy
Running with termites
Their red wings flying
My red heart pounding

At the top - the end
Rocks thrown, arms swung
Blood racing, legs pacing
At Ledar road

Full moon frustrations
Running with termites
Barreling down Park Heights
The real life narrow path


Today I ran the Victoria half-marathon. Immediately after the race was run I was struck with food poisoning from a rather skeptical breakfast yesterday. I ran this race faster than my last race, in a much less race-ready condition.

The poem is something I wrote on September twelfth. There are lines left out, because I will simply not expose my complete self to all you folk.

Tonight I am going to Josie's house for Thanksgiving dinner. I may not have a biological family to celebrate the season of harvest with, but I have the Ragley Farm community - a very true to life family.

Vancouver was lovely, and quick, and full of public transportation. I'm considering buying a vehicle. In all seriousness.

Tomorrow I will sleep, read, and enjoy fall on the farm, eventually making my way to Miranda's for another Thanksgiving dinner. She is a lovely lady, and keeps me company while picking lettuce Friday mornings, and keeping watch of the market on Saturday mornings.

Now, I rest. Because soon, I eat.