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Here's the picture of the castle, and the surrounding late summer foliage ( Read more... )

They say Florida has no seasons, but this is not true. In October the sky is a darker blue and the wind blows all blustery. My umbrella is broken, and I get soaked in the scattered rainstorms. My makeup slides down my face, and more and more I just want to throw it all the way. Every once in awhile you see a golden autumn leaf in the grass. ( Read more... )

I'm listening to Boyz II Men right now!

All these awesome fourth-grade memories are flooding back!

Tropical Storm Fay blew through yesterday...almost qualifying for hurricane status. The big open field at the beginning of my walk is completely flooded, and I yearned for a little boat to row across it. I stood just on the edge, too timid to stick my toes in. I always think of water-borne illnesses and sewage runoff, so I can never bring myself ( Read more... )

The way I used to think seems so foreign to me. The world is brighter, the air is fresher. People are friendlier. And I know I am all these things too...I had the realization that life has always been as simple as looking in a mirror.

Maggiore
Como
Garda
& the Ligurian Sea....

Today I'm wearing my grandma's ring, the one she gave me in a dream.

Evie tells me about the refreshing monsoon rains in Bangalore, and I wonder at the late afternoon downpours we've been having here every afternoon. Nothing refreshing about them. Just before the water comes down, the air is heavy and thick. And when the rain finally comes, the drops are fat and round and organize themselves into an ocean that ( Read more... )

The highlight of my week (Tuesday to present) was sitting in my bubble bath, singing "Yellow Submarine" in the most mournful, sad way possible. I often imagine cover tunes that I would sing a cappella in the dark to a captive coffee-shop audience...I can't see their faces and I stand in the spotlight with my hands out and open. My bathroom has ( Read more... )