glowing_embers_of_the_original_explosion log burning fire i want to cup my hands around the small fire still burning in your soul and just breathe until i burn my lips. 040108 ... in the eye of the crowl i made a burnpile fire this morning at robin hill. i tried yesterday but the wind kept blowing it out just when it was getting started. 22 degrees so i stood near the toasty flames watching one of the outdoor cats put tracks in the virgin snow on top of the picnic table. suddenly and unexpectedly there was a pop and a small particle of burning ash flew right up into my right eye. holy fuck! it burned dude, bad. so i dug it out and checked it in the mirror back in the farmhouse. the cornea was seared. so i put some holy water on it. eyebright. every couple hours. it's red and sore, but i'm not blind. thankgod. 040108 ... amy ouch. 040108 ... crOwl come to my fire i will warm your heart with my smile 050925 what's it to you? who go blather from