Two Saturdays ago, I woke up in a Nebraska gorge, found a sun-kissed spot for morning salutes, ate subsistence PB&J, and then drove out of the cornfields and into the mountains.

Last Saturday began with a sunrise set at the hookah dome, bare feet kicking the dust and then a cuddle-for-warmth walk to the temple. Therapeutic flying on the walk home, naps in the hammock, steam bath, bananas foster miniature burn to prepare for the big one, the man, manic tornadoes rising up a dust storm, bike ride-hopping from dance party to dance party to soft flesh in a deep playa movie theater, hours from the city, huddling for warmth until the next sailboat sunrise.

This saturday I woke up in my old room, ate oatmeal and echinacea and lingered around my parent's roofless skeletal home. opened the laptop: researching the movement scene and hot springs to explore around LA. I hear jalapeno/cayenne/garlic/onion/ginger/vodka/vinegar concoctions are good for colds.

mindblown. meeting travelers makes me never want to stop traveling.

well, after burning man I drove lindsey (acro-yogi and beauty extroardinare) and andrew (fruit-picker/tree-planter/perfect partner if he weren't off seeking warmth in australia) to san francisco where we decompressed a bit. found some ginseng in chinatown and kissed andrew goodbye to drive across the golden gate bridge and up to hopstown, once producer of 80% of the nation's hops. mendocino county is a nexus for beer, pot, and wine.... jason described its population as rich hippies, rich off their herby intoxicating victuals. maybe, maybe, but what I saw was a lot of hard workers. precise scientific compost recipes, firewood collection for what's gonna be a cold winter, garden-tending, duck-hunting. 7 am to sundown getting er dunn.

in LA for a week now to heal my body from burning man's psychedelic spin, see the family and Flora, and gather some warm clothes. October will be a festive and busy time on the farm. I'm nervous but open. switching gears from partying to digging holes. I like that everyone is really invested in getting along with each other since it's such a small group of people and we have to work together to get things done. yeah, what fulfillment. what yummy grapes.

missin all you squids scattered around farms and cities. especially missing chicago. love