>>5507732fuck that's actually such an endearing song, when i was a boy my grandmother would have these old folksy story books from England and some from America, had these wonderful paintings of idealized life in parts of the world, the western world anyway. images that stick with me are johnny Appleseed planting up some hill, then a feast of settlers in the wilderness, low clouds, cold looking, everything in soft water colours and fine details on the peoples faces feasting. the children playing around the feet of some guy playing a violin, turning the pages there was a sort of abstract looking face of a bearded man in a gray uniform sort of looking towards the right with a sad long face, shadowed in parts, melancholic. i would sit there reading these books, well looking at the pictures, imagining a land so familiar yet so different. i grew up on a farm in a small community and so i feel that sense of smallness amongst the enormity of nature, and the southern peoples plight, doomed yet proud, always pulls the heartstrings/blog.
