“Have you seen the Jack-in-the-Green?
With his long tail hanging down
He quietly sits under every tree —
in the folds of his velvet gown.
He drinks from the empty acorn cup
the dew that dawn sweetly bestows.
And taps his cane upon the ground —
signals the snowdrops it’s time to grow.”
–Ian Anderson, Jack-in-the-Green
My only real complaint about this article is why couldn’t they have found somebody to interview who wasn’t drinking a vodka and red bull? I would be drinking mead, if I had any mead. Or, you know, eating fly agaric and standing on my head, though that seems a lot less likely. I went hiking today. You wouldn’t believe how many great ideas I came up with out there. Maybe my quote of the day ought to be:
Move me brightly
Light the song with scents and color
Hold away despair”
–Robert Hunter, Terrapin Station