Some Photos From Fort Knox





WARNING: This Blog Is Rated PG Because Of The Words "Fucking" and "Dead"


I was reading Rosepetal's blog and found this rating site. I'm not really sure what to make of it, I mean for any of us what do these ratings really mean? Not a damn thing....maybe if there was a rating system for the president that would be better served. Watch out here comes some swear words....kick than mother fucker to the curb! I mean really, what the hell is this country coming to? Thats another conversation for another blog, certainly not this one.

We are still on vacation, poor M.a.tt is sick, he has a little fever, tummy upset, head ache and a sore throat! I am trying my best to take care of him. =(

We did get out today for a bit, we took a really nice drive into Acadia National Park and up to Cadillac Mountain. Wow, its absolutely breath taking there. "Breathe Taking." Geez that word is kind of a weird one to use...anyways, it was really nice. We walked around a bit over big boulders and around sporadic spreadings of wildflowers. All with the goal of screaming from the mountain top "I love your Birdie!"

M.a.tt found the absolute most perfect, beautiful and private place for which to do some screaming. Sream we did! From the mountain top we screamed, we yelled..."Birdie I Love You!", Birdie I Love You!" It felt so good to just scream it out loud, into the sky, into the clouds, into the clear/clean air. Way up high, so close to the "heavens." It didn't take me too long to let it out...I was so eager to tell the mountain tops just how much I care for our baby. It seemed as if each "cry" of love was then followed by a gentle gust of air...as if the spirits, perhaps the native spirits of the land and Birdie were answering our callings. The experience felt and feels so important, to just belt it out! What a release, a rush...it made me feel, I don't know just a little more healed...maybe. To yell as I did, felt natural, and powerful...and empowering. To proclaim my love for Birdie in this way, felt so right...and so loving. I had been wanting to scream out of my anger for so long, this was the right way to do it.

M.a.tt was different in his pronouncement, more tender and quietly sprited. His whispers of love to the wind...and the mountains were gorgeous and sweet. Then he found a moment of pure unconcious and screamed "Birdie!" Just to hear her name proclaimed was all he needed to do, it was so right and so perfect. He is beautiful in his constant deep love for our daughter.

Here are some photos from the place we pronounced our love for our Birdie, our precious daughter.