At my acupuncturist/herbalists's farm ...

Special thanks to The Xanga Team for making it possible for me to not only change my username, but to reclaim one that I had deleted in a moment of unbridled insanity. 

Because of this latest development, I will be blogging at Xanga occasionally.  I will probably stick with quiet photos, occasional poetry, and sporadic rants.  I will still be blogging full-time at both my photo blog and at my typepad blog, and the posts that appear here will simultaneously appear there, but not everything there will appear here.  If that makes any sense.

My online journal and photo blog, as of April 2007, can now be accessed via jodianderson.com. 

While still slimy from crawling out of the river at birth,
I was branded. 
It seared my flesh and I am owned. 
Shackled and positioned like Atlas,  
Here I hold the heavy world. 

© Jodi Anderson
www.jodianderson.com

Let it be noted that despite the good attitude towards Summer, which was noted in my last blog entry, that it really just sucks boar balls through a straw. 

Pain is the unbearable side 
effect of a
moment hardly known.  And,
reaching into the depths,
I ponder
what could really happen. 
Aloud I groan at 
ill attempts
to exorcise this purest
fraction. 
At the end,
we are left together
computing  
our fatal solution.