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skirt in a fist at her upper thigh.
“ not today! since good weather’s coming back, I want to enjoy it. I mean, I can’t exactly do this all the time if it’s raining out! and I’ll spend summer at pool parties and the beach, so now’s the perfect time, right? ”
outside of the bubble Dillion lived in didn’t really exist to her. she brought people into her bubble rarely, opting to float into other’s, and when there’s no one but her and her task, even a twig snapping doesn’t matter.
she’s standing on the branch of the tree when he speaks, clutching maxi
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Where I Belong…🌺
#Photography #BeachLife #Stunday #EastCoastKin #Sunset
before thunderstorms roll in, she’ll spend time climbing the trees in Cinder Sap with a song to fall from her lips between each deep-bellied inhale.
and so spring returns. there’s rain, and mud, and earth worms, and that comforting smell of wet earth, but there’s also smalls buds and blooms, trees that take root and trees whose roots stretch farther. there’s life. after a long, stretching ache of death with beautiful snow comes spring.
fresh oranges. summer rains. fall sunsets. hibiscus tea. clementines.
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trash can! I would never eat it. I’m really not built for culinary arts. a shame! I could’ve been well-rounded in all creative corners otherwise. ”
what a silly question! she might be all smiles which offers the image of airheaded without regard for consequence, but even Dillion knows that the edible creations made at her hands were scientific imperfections at best, and so all she does is laugh.
“ I feel bad I’ve got to put this in my
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I’ll never get better if I give up! ✨
“ me either! and I’ve never seen soup with this kind of consistency either. ”
fear doesn’t seem to exist. if there was an abyss, she’d likely look into it. this soup wasn’t anything new for Dillion anyways.
“ guess I’ll have to chalk it up to another failure! ”
what do you cook for you? 😊
so you can cook for me! that’ll be so nice. 🌸
maybe we have the same type of color blindness!
but I have to to get better.
I can always try again! I won’t give up just because I’m bad at it.
:D
a BIG one.
@solarspelled.bsky.social, when summer gets here, let’s do a bonfire. 🤩
I’m just glad I realized it! I’d like to stay out of a car accident by any means on my end!
it’s kind of funny that the smallest things cause so much long term damage!
it’s hard to see small things on the road!
oh no, I ran over a screw …. my tire …..
all the time in a day that could go to waste always weighed on a busybodies mind. her surrounding area has an array of horsehair brush, old T-shirt, saddle soap, a variety of small tubs, a hammer, box of clinch nails, and beaten boot while Dillion steadies the sole-less boot half between her knees.
/ I could yap for a million years about this I think
/ like Jasmine ( her coworker she dated ) is a born southern boy. Country music, trucks, jeans and boots constantly. And she learned to do line dances from him. The music from line dancing she now listens to consistently because she’s reminded of him.
/ I always feel like a song isn’t really Dillion in terms of musical composition but the words align, then I remember that Dillion will always be a woman with a piece of everyone within her. And I no longer feel odd about posting things that don’t match her general energy.
/ baking a cake for my friend … Dillion may not be competent in the kitchen but that is not so for me …
