My new favorite is getting up early enough to listen to some good music, write in my journal and drink coffee. I think this is a normal favorite routine for many… but I’m behind. Many thoughts. Always. Excited for Thanksgiving. Will be in Southern Utah. Climbing. Holler! Heard this song this morning and remembered how … Continue reading way over yonder.
There are some awesome people in my life. Here are a couple things from some said people. A postcard: It’s from the lovely Lindsey. She informs me that England is as gray as I think. A story: My beautiful roommate, Dabney, dabbles in daycare work. She told me a work story yesterday… – So, remember … Continue reading hey!
Too much love. Too much excitement. Don’t know why. So here I go. Sitting in the library, next to the poetry section, which holds like [i don’t know] a hundred Billy Collins books, makes me feel close to you. All of you. I love libraries. Duh, who doesn’t? I wish I could run around one … Continue reading nothing under my skin but light.
My biggest complaint about Jackson, Wyoming used to be that there wasn’t a music scene that I could really get excited about. But I complain no more. Thanks to KHOL, our community radio station, I can turn on the radio and fall in love with tunes on the regular. Last night, I found myself in … Continue reading the clouds keep rollin’ on in.
Things I’m obsessed with right now… A friend with near flawless musical taste shared this: http://familymoons.com/public/?q=node/200 and now I am addicted. Like, srrrrsly. One of my favorite artists: http://www.misprintedtype.com put up some new stuff. I larve it… The coolest pop-up book I have ever seen… Oh, and my love, Lindsey, has a new website that … Continue reading ride into the sunset.
It was a hard year. The hardest yet. Last fall. Leaving Yosemite in a blur to try and soften the blows of a family emergency and my sister’s divorce. The darkness of that. Fresno. The tears of family, the delicacy of a two year old in question in your arms. Hard. The frustration of uncertainty. … Continue reading i am done.