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Letter from myself six years ago
Back when I first moved to the city, I made and wrote out this post card. I didn't know who to send it to, and it got put in the box or the drawer. Today I got it in the mail from Erin, who had found it, and added a heart to the front with the inscription, "Still beats for you". It's like a letter from the past, with a reminder of where I am and ( Read more... ) -
It's crazy like everything I ever want to do
Days I've lived in Ithaca: 10
Things I've done in that time:- Got library card
- Became a member of food coop
- Ran into someone I know at the food coop
- Visited farmer's market twice
- Talked/further interviewed with one potential farm
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I want to tell somebody
The sense of success is underneath - sliding like sand as a wave pulls back to the main body. The gasp and sigh and grin of what this place IS, of how much RIGHT is here these days ( Read more... ) -
A life made of love
The more I tell people what I'm doing (for the winter, for the next season, for my life), the more I hear them say, "That's great! I would rather you were doing that near me, though," and the more I realize how much love there is in my life, even if my people are so spread out that I'll always be far from most of them ( Read more... ) -
Something about tending a fire
The high dull clink of chopped wood against wood in the crook of my arm. Clatter onto the stack in the house ( Read more... ) -
Neil Gaiman captures the Dresden Dolls
In a way and from a perspective I never could. I may never write my own reflections on that night. It was good. It was so good.
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Cats! Not the musical.
Tickles and BlueEyes are a pair of cats who have lived with me for more than six years. In that time, they’ve made me laugh, kept me company, cuddled my tears away, and generally been there for me. Now I want to find a home for them where they can be happy in a stable environment because I am entering a period of nomadic living, involving several ( Read more... ) -
11/1
Given my propensity for wondering about the lives of people on mass transit based on their outward appearance and attitude, I smile at the figure I cut today. Top to bottom: tiara, scarf, dresden dolls t-shirt under black cardigan, giant backpack with a balloon animal tucked in the strap, camera around my neck, multi-colored tutu over jeans with ( Read more... ) -
Lambs
If chickens tickled open my chest, lambs drove home with a sharpened stake the point of what eating means. Meat, yes, but also vegetables, grains, everything. Everything we eat was alive. In the post processing processing, there was a moment with an image of the soft green cabbage looper caterpillars on our kale, and how the life of the kale feeds ( Read more... ) -
Drowning
"You caught a mouse last night, but not in the traps. You left the dishwater in the sink, and when I went to let it out I was like 'what's this slimy thing... OHHH!!! OH GOD! OH GOD! I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS.' And I'm okay with a lot ( Read more... )