Barn Swallows are incredibly aggressive. They are also incredibly resourceful and quick when it comes to nest construction. And inventive. Their nests fit into every nook and cranny. I am constantly amazed - even when they dive-bomb me when I walk out to the garden.

What is the term for the idea of being oriented toward travel in three directions but traveling nowhere, relatively speaking. Bursting to go in one of three directions, or all three, and still staying put. Is it inertia? Is it some sort of Quantum Mechanical term? I am sure there exists some elegant mathematical equation. I hope there is, at least.

The flowers I am growing for my friends' wedding are doing rather well. One of the varieties has already begun to bloom. A couple others are a week or so away. I am hoping that the others will be ready and spectacular by the wedding. Of course, the flowers will be the easy part. Despite the fucked up year we have had climatologically speaking, the flowers are fine. There is, of course, something more I would like to say about this, but it hasn't fully come up to the surface, and I do hate to force things.

Some people are simply too beautiful to even consider.
You wonder what makes them tick...
What makes them talk to you.
And what would make them talk to you forever.
And if they would consider that,
And if you should even consider them considering you.