Perhaps there should be a grand introductory post.  But I'm not feeling too grand at the moment; and it's rather counter-intuitive to start a journal about redneck spirituality with a lot of fanfare.

Better to ease into it, to say, Hey, how you all doing?  Pass around a few beers, settle into a lawn chair, and watch the fire.

Conversation comes slow, on some nights: there's enough there, watching the wood snap, black logs crumbling into embers.  The smoke pushing out in every direction -- no matter where you move the lawn chair, it's gonna get you.

But tonight, fire's not such a good thing.  It's dry here, and brush fires have been all over the county.  Trash fires get themselves a little bit of attitude, and before you know it, the local FD's zooming up to make sure you don't lose your house to a fire you never really intended to get all that big.

So there's the thought through the day: you never expect something to get away from you like that -- but it often does.
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From: [personal profile] byrne

Can an elementalist claim Redneck Spirituality?

Actually, yes -- in that I think (and correct me if I'm way off base) there's a natural correlation of 'redneck spirituality' and 'dirt witch' (or hedge witch, if you want to be nice about it, I suppose. Kitchen witch, dirt witch, hedge witch... all pretty much the same deal in my little world view).

I'll be over here, watching the fire and drinking beer.


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