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we howled and were wild
in the dust and the pines
It's been too hot for me to take my walks before work, so last night I went out at about 9:30 PM. One of the houses on my street has some pines growing in the front yard, which gives off a certain smell of dirt and pine needles, especially when it's hot. Smell and memory being what they are, I was reminded of going to a summer camp in the Sierra foothills ca. 6th-10th grade, where myself and a friend spent a lot of time "LARPing" ElfQuest (not the official game, just in the sense of "pretend"), and though most of the rest of the group wasn't on board with the whole thing, we did all occasionally run through the woods howling at the moon; and this image-word-fragment sprang to mind. Unfortunately I don't seem to be able to take it any further than this.
in the dust and the pines
It's been too hot for me to take my walks before work, so last night I went out at about 9:30 PM. One of the houses on my street has some pines growing in the front yard, which gives off a certain smell of dirt and pine needles, especially when it's hot. Smell and memory being what they are, I was reminded of going to a summer camp in the Sierra foothills ca. 6th-10th grade, where myself and a friend spent a lot of time "LARPing" ElfQuest (not the official game, just in the sense of "pretend"), and though most of the rest of the group wasn't on board with the whole thing, we did all occasionally run through the woods howling at the moon; and this image-word-fragment sprang to mind. Unfortunately I don't seem to be able to take it any further than this.