gulping_air thwa yesterday morning, i saw a fawn that had been hit by a car lying on the side of the road, still alive and motionless, except for its mouth opening and closing like it was swallowing great gulps of air. we all want to survive even if we only have seconds to live. later that day at hawksworth, an 11 acre estate that takes me 8 hours to maintain, a small herd of deer ran by, flaunting the life they were still enjoying. 140601 what's it to you? who go blather from