A saturday afternoon spent....

making applesauce, alongside emily and nate making ambitious amounts of apple butter. sounds of apples bubbling and swirling on the stove. cloves and cinnamon filling the cowan's kitchen.

trish sewing, listening to threatening stories on npr. rushing downstairs to show us the new hat she made with sweaters she felted ( Read more... )

something about election day in this city makes me love it a little bit more. the past few days, with temperatures in the upper 60s, i have found myself riding my bike through the city smiling without knowing it and singing whatever comes to mind. my heart seems full. the possibility of change is exciting and renewing. and in some ways i feel as if ( Read more... )

sometimes I want to tell people not to go into social work ( Read more... )

tonight when i was walking home from work i saw a subscription renewal for Cat Fancy on the sidewalk.
Cat Fancy.

back in my elementary school days I loved to go the library with my dad and would anxiously pace back and forth along the long wall of magazine racks.....never quite sure what to choose. but some how i always ended up with cat fancy. ( Read more... )

it's been raining for several days straight. i think this is the first time i have ever really thought that the city is ugly. everything is wet, the little snow that is left is dark brown with dirt and filled with wet garbage ( Read more... )

so today, my bus driver got off the fairly crowded bus to go to dunkin donuts. for some coffee and donuts of course.
so. we waited.

there's a spider that lives in the corner of my room. way at the top of my high ceiling. i think i only see him from my bed, late at night, as i am reading. i've grown comfortable with him, and he with me. this cohabitation--of the spider and me--is unusual. i despise spiders. i generally go out of my way to kill them. destroy their homes. but this ( Read more... )

To you I give my life, not just the parts I want to ( Read more... )

*mixed tapes...michael jackson, bryan adams

*great late night p.t. in a small small bed

*brenda, scarface, and smelly

*lots of ham

*finding my amish roots

*the bridal aisle......who knew?

*a much needed honest late night conversation on the bathroom floor

*roy kittle

*a feathered cowboy hat that fit j perfectly ;)

*GREAT friends and good

annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd now i'm back for africa and living in Holland for the summer. Africa was so amazing and so hard and impossible to describe/tell about in a single journal entry so if you would like to know more about my trip (i love to talk about it!:)) then give me a call or email me ( Read more... )