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Thursday, September 6, 2012

pockets full of gold

i'm fresh from 
a long hot bath
irresponsibly
hot
irresponsibly
long
washing the day's
dust and doubt
you see
today 
hubs and i
inked the deal
The Deal
the deal that
moves us from
the cloud side of the rainbow
to 
the pot of gold

1988
is the year i graduated college
freshly minted diploma in hand
this same year
i was certain
a 100 year old farmhouse
on 10 acres
in small town montana
found in the classifieds
was my perfect next step

you may have guessed
instead of the house
on the range

i moved back home
picked up a dumpy rental with friends
and 
started my professional journey
a fabulous time
with 
great stories
interesting triumphs
love

hubster and i
have been talking about a different life
since the day we met
the type of life imagined
as a fresh faced grad

these many years later
it is happening
rather than a two story farmhouse
in a corner of montana
we are closing on
a doll of a house
perched on a hilltop
presiding over 60 acres
and a trio of yaks
today
we walked the land
with the seller
crossing from one end to the next
down a sloping trail
walked by natives
missionaries
herds of cattle
wild pigs
landowners
trail horses
and
us
hubster and i
both agree
we should make this walk daily
filling our boots with dust
our lungs with fresh breath
and
our
proverbial pockets
with
gold