Y'know, JUST when I give up on a person, they show up again.
Going back through the old stuff (as I'm only doing a few a day, I'll be at this awhile), I have frequent remindings of one Mr. Synful Buns. Saturday, I sighed, putting away the laptop, and resolved to believe that he was gone for good.
AND THEN THE SNEAK SIGNS ON AGAIN AND COMES TO VISIT!!!!
In other news, I am once again back in the mountains. The Black Hills seem to be so named because after miles and miles of, as my dad's coworker puts it, "
NUTHIN'," there are suddenly trees again. Real trees, not the little cottonwoods that gather around water. These are evergreens. And, in fact, there are so many of them that, in contrast to the tawny rolling land you've been driving through, the hills do in fact appear black.
Here, of course, they are blue. The Bighorns are also very well-populated with evergreens, but they are rather larger than the Black Hills. Since you can see them from a greater distance, all that black/green looks blue. There are swaths and runs of white, where there's enough clear land for snow to appear, and it's all very pretty.
On campus, there are little dashes of green appearing in the grass. Rather looks as though Persephone is going through an "artistic rebel" phase, and spray-painting the little hills, but dashing away before a) she gets a chance to finish, and b) anyone ever sees her. In my own opinion, even if she's going through a rebel phase, Persephone wears long flowy skirts all the time. I like to think of her as being barefoot, but maybe during the rebellion, she's wearing combat boots or something.
I like combat boots. They survive practically ANYTHING, and they keep your feet dry. My dad was in ROTC for awhile, and wore his combat boots for
years afterwards. I keep wanting a pair, but I don't really need them.
That's kind of a weird thing that's been going on lately. Gandhi said something to the effect of, "Live simply so that others may simply live." I could very well be misinterpreting what he was trying to communicate, but, really, I have everything I need. I have enough clothes, I don't need to buy more - and I can use what I'd spend on clothes for somebody else to get what they need.
It makes sense to me, anyway. If y'ever read Blue Like Jazz, you meet Penny. I think Penny's very cool, because you can see by the way that she acts that she really believes what she says she does. I want to be Penny, but the Phirefly-version of Penny. If God needed another Penny, he would have made one. He made a Phirefly for a reason, and I just have to be the best Phirefly I can be.
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