Nobody’s ever taken my shit before! The warm green bag that lands with a thud. Based on the title, you took us to a very unexpected place. Beautiful writing. Very kind Jo! I might just have to reach out for somebody else’s shit myself. Bless you Jo!
You do make me smile Jo, only you could cast a whole new light on carrying someone else's shit! I've said before you have a huge heart, this is the resounding - hilarious - proof!
Good for you sweet soul, bloody good for you! with love always xx
Oh my word, Jo! Thank you for being so wide open to the beautiful unfurling and blessing of every single day and thank you, too, for asking to carry other people's shit for them. You are a gift! XO
Well, that was unexpected Jo. I am chuckling. I am uplifted by the goodness of your young man in being a responsible dog owner, and in your own goodness for taking his shit. Brilliant 🤩
Thanks Emily. Yes, it was rather unexpected for me too! Had a lot of fun playing with the idea of it all when I got home and immediately wrote it down. xx 💛
An unexpected twist on shit. Great photos as always. And the commentary on 'what happened next' unfolding in an engaging way. Great write.
We have just gone through another big-fire-drama. Came 500m from the house. Wind in our favour held through the night. Some friends I know not so lucky, got burnt out - lost everything. The last 'big one' (in 2017, biggest firestorm in living memory) which burnt all around the house and part of the garden, I wrote a poem about. I think I'll post it as my next fortnightly poem. Today, first rain in 3 months, and more to come. Two days ago our whole world was on fire. It's now out. It's like the gods play trick or treat with people's lives & livelyhoods. (I'm still a bit hyper, I'll come down to earth soon). All the best, keep running and taking photos, Josh.
Shit happens. A bumper sticker repeats on a pollution machine. I once read the word is an acronym. From sailors jargon. It refers to cargo. Store High In Transit.
Now in this case the shit is above a possible waterline and secure. Not now today we throw shit away. Something to think about as you keep collecting shit that you have fondness for S maybe some day it could be worth something. I think shit is good for earth worms that will break it down to recover minerals to renew the soil and then one day we eat a renewed product: be it cabbage, carrot or cauliflower. Life is amazing. Thanks for your shitty load.
Well you learn something every day. 😃 Store High In Transit! Thanks Richard!
I could write endlessly about shit actually as I have been looking at composting toilets this year. I hear you re the soil and minerals and totally agree. It becomes tricky when "someone else's shit" is left on asphalt or in middle of a walking path. I think the best outcome would be for the owner to take home and use in their garden however it doesn't seem to happen a lot.
Look up Clovis Multrum. An indoor toilet that degrades debris. It was once noted in The Whole Earth magazine and I believe in Mother Earth magazine. The multrum was used in forest ranger towers used to spot fires and wilderness lodgings.
Nobody’s ever taken my shit before! The warm green bag that lands with a thud. Based on the title, you took us to a very unexpected place. Beautiful writing. Very kind Jo! I might just have to reach out for somebody else’s shit myself. Bless you Jo!
😊. Thank you Jamie. Wishing you the opportunity.. .😊💛
You do make me smile Jo, only you could cast a whole new light on carrying someone else's shit! I've said before you have a huge heart, this is the resounding - hilarious - proof!
Good for you sweet soul, bloody good for you! with love always xx
💛 Thanks Susie. I certainly had fun playing with this true story. xx
Your hilarious. I thought that was going to some kind of Angry Feminist thing... . and it wasnt haha.
Just having fun playing with life's wonderful encounters Blackbird. 😊.
There are plenty of opportunities to be angry and share my female perspective.
It's nice to focus on the less shitty stuff for a bit. 😉
Oh my word, Jo! Thank you for being so wide open to the beautiful unfurling and blessing of every single day and thank you, too, for asking to carry other people's shit for them. You are a gift! XO
Thank you for your beautiful comment and for seeing me Danielle.
Wishing you a wonder full day. 💛
Loved the energy of this piece Jo. The ripple effect of these small human moments will be huge. x
Thanks Christina. I think about the ripple/butterfly effect often. Wishing you a wonder full week.💛
Well, that was unexpected Jo. I am chuckling. I am uplifted by the goodness of your young man in being a responsible dog owner, and in your own goodness for taking his shit. Brilliant 🤩
Thanks Emily. Yes, it was rather unexpected for me too! Had a lot of fun playing with the idea of it all when I got home and immediately wrote it down. xx 💛
I love this story poem so much! It was not what I expected and I’m so hilariously grateful I read it!
Thanks so much for reading Wake. Glad you enjoyed. 😊
Good for you, Jo...good for him, the baby, the dog, the shit, and the point of it all. Kindness.
The point of it all. 💗
An unexpected twist on shit. Great photos as always. And the commentary on 'what happened next' unfolding in an engaging way. Great write.
We have just gone through another big-fire-drama. Came 500m from the house. Wind in our favour held through the night. Some friends I know not so lucky, got burnt out - lost everything. The last 'big one' (in 2017, biggest firestorm in living memory) which burnt all around the house and part of the garden, I wrote a poem about. I think I'll post it as my next fortnightly poem. Today, first rain in 3 months, and more to come. Two days ago our whole world was on fire. It's now out. It's like the gods play trick or treat with people's lives & livelyhoods. (I'm still a bit hyper, I'll come down to earth soon). All the best, keep running and taking photos, Josh.
Thanks for being here Josh.
That sounds incredibly scary. I hope you and your family and home are ok. I can't even imagine the fear of watching the fire approach.
Thoughts and love 💛
🙏
The world is still young. Always a first time. Modern virtue and a lob and a laugh... appeciate skill. And now immaculate Spring.
Thanks Philip. Hope your Autumn is giving to you in all her glory.
Lovely thought Jo. Much appreciated but still to come. Grey and green overcast, but north of the heavy rain thankfully.
Shit happens. A bumper sticker repeats on a pollution machine. I once read the word is an acronym. From sailors jargon. It refers to cargo. Store High In Transit.
Now in this case the shit is above a possible waterline and secure. Not now today we throw shit away. Something to think about as you keep collecting shit that you have fondness for S maybe some day it could be worth something. I think shit is good for earth worms that will break it down to recover minerals to renew the soil and then one day we eat a renewed product: be it cabbage, carrot or cauliflower. Life is amazing. Thanks for your shitty load.
Well you learn something every day. 😃 Store High In Transit! Thanks Richard!
I could write endlessly about shit actually as I have been looking at composting toilets this year. I hear you re the soil and minerals and totally agree. It becomes tricky when "someone else's shit" is left on asphalt or in middle of a walking path. I think the best outcome would be for the owner to take home and use in their garden however it doesn't seem to happen a lot.
Have a great week Richard. 🌸
Look up Clovis Multrum. An indoor toilet that degrades debris. It was once noted in The Whole Earth magazine and I believe in Mother Earth magazine. The multrum was used in forest ranger towers used to spot fires and wilderness lodgings.
Thanks Richard.
Enlightenment.