if you find yourself making a pot of beans and collards and composting all the waste, while wearing a pair of purple harem pants with elephants printed on them that your neighbor brought you back from Cambodia, and a Heisenberg t-shirt (Walter White) and flip flops and you are living off the grid so you are washing your dishes (in a galvanized tub) and yourself (in a horse trough) and using your washing up water to water your garden and your listening to janis joplin and stringing beads and doing yoga on the deck in your backyard and you smell like patchouli from the cannabis infused lotion you wear on your wrinkly skin.
This could happen to you without your even noticing it.
Planting Along The Verge 
HAHaaaaaaa … well?! what a picture you just painted… love it!
I always preferred Nag Champa over Patachouli …
I had hip hugger pleated soft cotton pants … loved those things..
awwww… the 60s and 70s …. you weren't even born then, right? had crimson red frige miniskirts too … vest … hahaaa
collards and beans… dang! that sounds like good ol country food!
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fringe
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The roses here are still on the fence, so to speak, about bathwater vs no water…
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I'm in — except, perhaps, for being off the grid.
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Dammit. Damn hippies.
(I love you, Sister Hippy.)
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My son continues to remind me that my perfume (pure patchouli oil the same as since the dawn of me) smells like dog. And old hippie.
But in my heart I think I have more fun.
I think you are doing it exactly right.
Love Rebecca writing in men's pajamas with a white dress on top
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Carolyn, if they had a nag champa lotion, I'd be all over it, or rather, It would be all over me.
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A, they are hardy little plants, roses, especially if they are not in pots. The potted ones, they need and love my wash water.
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Elizabeth, I still have electricity so I'm not completely off the grid. I sure would like to be.
Ms Moon. Love you back my hippie sister!
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Rebecca, what is it with these young folks? My daughter gives me the same line about my patchouli.
The outfit sounds just right!
love.
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My ol' hippie days were all about the music–but, then I'm much older than you, Yolie…
Lately, I'm like an artichoke..peeling away the layers of needless stuff, one petal at a time, trying to live “simple” once again.
Sigh.
Slow process.
Update at 11…..
Allene
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Allene, The process should be slow, so you can savor it. 😉
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I love the picture you painted with your words and the one you took with your camera. I think you're doing it just fine, maybe even right, and I'm envying the richness of your simplicity.
xo
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Thank you Mel! Simplicity can be extraordinarily rich.
XXOO
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