Winter is Coming

Meet Stark. Written "Starck" on its top. But all the same.

Loosely Based on Luke... and a Little Alice

Require Much of me;
it won't be much
for all that Much of me,
will be enough.

For if not Much in me
not much desired
and if not Much in me
none be required.

I'd rather Much of me
to be entrusted
then be not much of me
with no such Muchness

So require Much from me
'cause it's been bestowed
for where much is given
then my Much is owed.

And with this Muchness
so much more prepared
to meet the much more
if my Much will dare.

Require Much of me;
then require much more
for all that Much in me,
wants much much more.

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Like I said... very loosely. 12:48b.

A Little Homesick

For walks through muggy, cicada-symphonied paths.

For feathers collected along the way to stuff into our dream-catchers.

Briedi. They kind of rock.

Can I just say that, though I don't miss the smog or the traffic, or the general feeling of claustrophobia that I get whenever I'm in or around LA... Oh how I do miss these two - Heidi, formerly known as Myers, VanKooten and her husband Bryce.

Last weekend I flew down for a much too short trip to celebrate what was the marriage of two friends who I've come to describe as the most well-matched people I know. It's like the connection that's between them is actually visible to the eye... like a string or something. Or a chain. Wait... I was trying to think of something stronger than a string, and chain popped into my head, but I didn't mean it like that.

Now, being in the wedding party, I don't happen to have many pictures from this joyous day to share with all of you faithful readers, but many is not a few and a few I do have.

So, so overwhelmingly happy for you kindred! And Bryce (as I recently told Heidi to tell you) "well done, sir. Got the best girl around."