Owls

Going to the forest today, which is such a joke in my part of the west. Our forest is the burn victim from fires, she’s brown and bare, small rabbits and rattlesnakes. I  can climb. I guess I didn’t know that until I tried again. I’ve always hiked barefoot over craggy tidepools above the cove. It works in the desert, too.
Text from a while back:
Him: "What r u doing?"
Me: "Nothing. Drinking. Diet Cherry Coke."
Him: "Dont believe you."
Me:

Him: "OK"