"The goats are calling and I must go."

 Marz came to Doll Costume Day for a while. She has lifted her ban on appearing on social media, at least partially.

Partially.... and temporarily:
She's given notice at her job at the co-op, given up her apartment, and signed on to work at a goat farm in New Mexico for the winter!
They have internet and phone service, but you have to climb a hill and wave your device in the air or something.

This high-desert landscape looks like her.

And, look! Kids in the kitchen:

The farm is part of the WWOOFing scheme--World-Wide Organization of Organic Farms. They provide bed and board  for people who come help on the farm. Marz will have her own little, wood-heated cabin.

I'm nothing but thrilled for her!
Marz is the sort of person who could sit in the same room for years and lead an interesting life. But she's been here nine years, and it's time for a new adventure.

For myself, I am inspired that she is heading off. It's a big world:
Go out! Go out!

I'm also a little... hm, uncertain about how my life will go without her nearby. 
She's good to have around, like a magpie, gathering things that glint; like a garden worm, aerating the soil; like a bee, disseminating pollen--and all as she goes about her daily business... 

I always say, she is like the sun flashing off the brass of a marching band.

March on!

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P.S.  From an 1873 letter from naturalist John Muir to his sister:

“The mountains are calling & I must go & I will work on while I can, studying incessantly.”