I am so many mistakes.
I am so many incomplete thoughts.
I am flawed as one can be.
Good intentions woven together with a wild whisper.
Bold and loud, I wont be mistaken for any other.
Hard as a brick.
Strong as they hold up.
Depends on the weathering of time which I’ll turn out to be.
Wrecklessly breathing in the stench of the times.
Here I stand.
Here I stay.
Someone beamed about my nack for always being positive and the other soul went “oh dear that must be exhausting”. When I responded with a quick but complete thought. Its both a blessing and a curse to be so positive.
Quite frankly I find the lather more tiresome. The negative nancy and spewing of hate takes so much out of the soul and brings the mood of most down with you. Nothing brings peoole together more then hateing on the same things. Reasons why magazines and talk shows are so popular the talking and focusing on the negatives in the world at the time. The evening news I find to be the utter worst. Spewing endless scare tatic stories to frighten and seperate people. Making lables for people to fall under as so.
I prefer to shead light. To complement the cashiers on their makeup and earinngs or tell a gall cute shoes in the store. It spreads smiles and joy. . . Instead of the negative vibes society has grown accustomed too.
Flashing a smile even can change the course of someones day. It can give someone the will and empowerment to carry on just another day. You ever been in a quiet library and saw someone smile at another and the somber soul brighten up and return a smile without the slightest word. It will creep its was acroas the room and the mood of the area is lightened.
We travel to visit family and friends in Tennessee for the holidays. So we treck 2000 some odd miles. A voyage across the country. We jumped across the forty fith parallel, half way between the north pole and equator in Idaho. Back on Mountain Standard time and onward from our western adventure and new found buds. Until we meet again. Under the same moon we are west coast!
To reestablish a hometurf along known lands will be nice. Knowing the area of which I’m going next is refreshing after three months on the road exploring. For what started as a two week trip that turned into a lifestyle choice before I could blink the season away. For fall leaves which once speckled the valley’s now have a dusting of white powdery snow blanketed about. Almost looking like sand that belongs to the mounds of rock and grassland.
On we roll. =) First few days heading east we encountered tire blow outs along snowy Oregon mountain tops and stripped lug nuts in rest areas speckled through Utah and Idaho. New wheels applied we continue on. Wandering wanderlusters heading back to known home lands of old. We head first for friends in Colorado. Where we will rest up before our voyage to the south. Where the tea is sweeter and the draw is slower. Where a destination 7 miles away can indeed take you nearly 40 minutes to get to with the winding mountain roads. =) I am ready to rest up and get ready to see family. Blaze up Hella while I still can in Colorado before heading out. Got some fire nugs at Green Cross in Slit Colorado. An eight of Chuckles OG in hand we blaze our trail along the white River on 70 East. The red rocks scream and yell out for attention below a fine layer of fresh snow that clings to them. The further we venture the snowier it appears. Little did we know we where voyaging up into a winter snow storm atop one of the highest mountain passes in the united states. Slick icy conditions send cars wheels spinning helplessly up the sharp inclines. Trucks litter the shoulder stopped. Cops speckle the roads lights flashing ticketing trucks without snow chains for today they cause a huge problem. Glad to make it over the pass safely and in one piece. We rest now in SouthEast Colorado before we contine on South East for Tennessee.
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Here is my rewrite. The first was posted, then I felt it needed editing, then goofed and it was all lost. Good one girl 👌
Here goes nothing.
You are welcome for the drool worthy photos by the way. 😙
Columbia River.Washington Side.
I embark down a trail heading up river from our camp spot nestled by a rickety sketchy dock along Cliffs Park blm lands in Washington. The Columbia River flows beside me and I watch as a train chugs past across the river, along the Oregon side. I walk down the narrow dirt path that is atop a little hill that then slopes down where a canopy of low hung tree bushes which lay in abundance. A train track on on either side of the river. Yellow green dots of leaves rustle in the wind playfully.
A small pond lay to the left the Columbia flowing steadily by my side on the right. With a patch of land that calls out to me in the most playful of ways. I giggle with glee as I set down a black fuzzy blanket to enjoy the foliage within the bushes. Kept covered from any unlikely wandering eyes, be it from a boater or train conductor perhaps or a bird watching hiker with laser beam binoculars!!!
Like I said unlikely any saw anything under the low hung packer like foliage. I placed my bag down on the blanket and retrieved my gem. For within my bag wrapped in green velvet be a shiny stainless steel rod of pure pleasure. My Njoy Pure Wand is wonders to say the least. She is roughly 1.5 pounds of pure metal. Curved with weighted ball ends. Meant for the most extreme P spot and G spot stimulants. I can tell from experience the NJoy reaches a spot within me on such a level no man has done so before.
I unwrapped the green velvet and she gleamed and glowed under the twinkling sunlight that speckled between the foliage. I wasn’t finished scouting out my spot to be sure no one would come barging into the brushes I decided to play within. So I slipped the metal rod into my water bottle that held a few pieces of ice yet from the ice water I brought with. I stood up and just my head and shoulders where exposed to the air outside the bushes. I decided to start my first outdoor experience then.
Standing up looking out at the very camp my family is in just a smidge under a mile away I took off my pants. I turned my head to see a train roll around the bend so I bent back down into the bushes below. I continued to remove clothing until I was comfortably exposed to the natural setting around me. The train chugging along beside me. I observed the foliages silhouetted shadows dance across my bare white completion. Like dancing tattoos on a magical beings skin. Mesmerized I traced the silhouetted lines carefully with the tips of my fingers. Sending slight goosebumps across my skin. I did so with the rhythm of the passing train cars.
I reached out for my Njoy. I dropped it on the blanket at first due to its chilling touch. Left it in the ice water too long I suppose. Long enough I dropped it when I grabbed it thinking it burned me. Lol it didn’t burn me however it made a metal clank as it hit the pebbly ground. I watched it fog up most instantly. I pressed a fingertip to the bigger ball end of the two. A dew drop appeared and I watched as it grew in size then roll down the balls edge.
I grabbed the chill rod and placed it on my stomach. I let out a slight sigh and sharp exhale as the cold metal touched my bare skin. Resting on my back with the metal dildo on my stomach, the bigger ball inching it’s way down my body. Weighed ends so nice she eases down with the grace of gravity. She glides her way down to my lips. Her weight lays down on me, her curve kissing me as she glides in with such egar enthusiasm. Pressed between the wet lips then swallowed within. Deeper and deeper the weighed end burrows it’s way into me as if my vagina is quick sand and it was heavily caught in my trap. Wet from my thoughts of sexual dreams I had the night beforehand I was all a go for my first outdoor exhibitionist thrill.
I plunged up and down in and out, slightly the rod pressed on a button no man has before. The tingles started within. Then within moments I exploded on myself a wave of pure pleasure rolling through me. I gasped out and grabbed at my thigh with the other free hand tightly digging my nails in slightly. I kept pushing through the waves until I rippled with a climax which pushed the metal rod out as I rolled in with pleasure.
The ball end was gooped up in my own paradise goo as I sat their looking up at the yellow whispering leaves. They alone bore witness to my first outdoor experience. To my second time at play with my toy of a lifetime. They alone saw my giggles that turned into sighs and moans of pleasure. The rod which gleamed in the sunlight left me breathless and without words to mutter as I gathered myself again.Cleaned up my girl in the remaining water and wrapped her up snug in green velvet until next time. I packed up my blanket and crew and hiked back to camp where no one knew a thing other than that I took an abnormally long hike.
It was thrilling. A wonderful experience to place under the belt with my near and dear Njoy. My first outdoor play time went great for me. I look forward to the next one to Cum!
We started our journey from Pueblo Colorado. Home of the heros. Or so a snapchat filter would tell me.
We left Colorado for Utah. Spent some lovely time with the bobcats and coyotes and on we go through Nevada.
In search of hot springs to relax in. As this epic trip can be tiresome, climbing what feels like endless snow topped mountains and getting up before the sunshine rises. Being alert with the weather to jump when it does to avoid most certain disaster. As we travel I leave fairy creations behind. From giant fall roses in the Olympic National Forest
to fairy portals of cedar in boondocking sites across Utah.
We continue on with our travels. Thankful for the small things. Like foggy gray mornings. Hot coffee to sip on. The jealous gas station clerk or grocery store personnel will gush as I share my last and next destinations. The ever changing landscape keeps my eyes glued to the terrain. From the rockies to the Utah Nevada mounds that seem to just give. It’s enchanting. Now we dipped in the hot springs at Sheldon National Wildlife Refuge in Nevada we chill under the stars in Eugene Oregon.