One mild day in June I went to check up on a childhood friend: a holly tree, the perfect place for a hidden observer with binoculars, no taller than 5'3". I found new grass over uneven ground, bulldozed over what was for what will be. It hurts to remember what the clearing had looked like in the shade of great oak trees, hidden from the daylight.
I popped in the new Avett Brothers album one day after work, and it felt like the first time someone else knew what it meant to return home to bulldozed woods and an empty field. It hurts to remember. The Avett Brothers must know that it hurts even more to forgive and forget.
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Labels: Avett Brothers, song piece
i love this entry.
nothing like the avett brothers. kate, you have beautiful taste. what a great website. I wish you the best luck in life.