this and that

walking to
work at
the smithsonian
yesterday
i saw a huge tree
suddenly
lose all
of its leaves
to the wind.
they rained down
on
a young girl
in a red coat
that
laughed
with delight.

it took
my breath away.

i need to learn
to enjoy
those kind
of moments.

thanksgiving
is in a week.
i really miss
my family
at this time
of year.
i need to
hurry up
and finish
this damn
phD so
i can go home.

happy
wednesday.
xo

weekend drive

we took a ride
in the country
for halloween.
i had the urge
to go
apple-picking
or
to visit
a pumpkin patch.

we did neither.

we packed some
sandwiches
from taylor
and stopped
by a winery
to eat them
near a pond
and
a big maple tree.


we took roads
that looked
interesting.

we saw
fields of cows,


strange bags
that hung
from trees,


an old
railroad crossing,




and
a farmers co-op.



we ended up
at
inn at little washington
because
we were curious.
we shared
a glass of french wine
that smelled
like petrol.

when we left
the restaurant
it was dark
and
the streets
had filled with
children
dressed
and excited
for candy.

made me
wish i was
a kid again-
headed out
with my pillowcase
in my pippi longstocking
costume.
ready to fill my bag
with candy
that was sure
to make me ill.

a perfect
halloween.

goodbye october.



hello november.
xo

pupation

we met
in the spring
but
it was in the fall
that
we fell in love.



how could i help it?
a girl
from
s. california
is not use
to the delirium
of
colors
and
the sweet smell
of senescence
in the air.
or
sidewalks covered
in wet leaves
like the
matted-down fur
of a dog
come in
from the rain.



this
past weekend
grub & i
escaped
the city
to the
horse country
of virginia
for
a wine-tasting
birthday party.



i was reminded
how much
i love
to walk
in the immensity
of this time
of year.
it must be
the
sturm und drang
that runs
thick
in my
german blood
but
it is
those gray days
on the countryside
that put me
most at ease.



when the
cool wetness
of the air
wraps around you.
the musty smell
of decay.
the preparation
for a long sleep.



i often which
i was like
a caterpillar.
i could crawl
to the soil
or a nook in
the bark of a tree.
slowly
i would knit
my pupal case.
curled up
inside
i could wait
until
better weather
returns.



have a great
weekend.

xo

impromptu

when i lived
in seattle,
at any moment
of any day
i could call
a friend
or a brother
and
they'd
meet me
for coffee
or a drink
or lunch
in an hour.

on snow days
we'd all
slowly trudge
to the nearest
coffeeshop
(victrola)
and
meet each
other
with smiles
and rosey cheeks.

i miss that.
i miss that
so so much.
i know
life changes
but
i thought
i would
always
live
in the
same town
as my closest
friends.

but they
are all
scattered
across the country.

there are
days
(many of them)
when i wish-
i need
so much
to call
them up
and see them
in the hour.

strange
how hard
it is
to make
close friends
as you get older.
is it because
we aren't as
open to it
as we once were
whispering
all night
at slumber parties?

i wonder.

sending out
hugs
to all
my dearest friends.
from amsterdam
to nyc
to raleigh
to nashville
to tehachapi
to oakland
to portland
to seattle.
and
those of you
that
i have yet
to meet.

see you
in
an hour.
okay?

xo

not 100%

not feeling
100%
after
a late night
bus ride
back from
nyc
sunday.

but i have
a lavendar
bar
from saltie
so it's
not all bad.



feeling quiet
lately.
hope you
will bear
with me...



i always
get
introspective
this time
of year.

photos from
nyc
later
this week.
xo

setting down my skin

So I set down my skin. I'm tired.


i feel tired.
like a pile
of dishes
after
a big party.
still left
to be cleaned
before
bed.


I doff my cap to the trees.
I drop my list
and start over.





tonight
i search
hopefully
for
the motivation
i seem
to have
lost
somewhere.

{words in italics from
window music
by
jen currin}.

xo

le weekend

fall is here
and
the nights
are cold.
i still
don't remember
to bring
a sweater.

the old
habits
of summer
die
hard.



this weekend
was beautiful.
a little
too busy
but
beautiful
nonetheless.



grub and
i took
a lot
of walks.

we
went
to
crafty bastards
{me on
project beltway}.

and
the
farmers
market.



i never
buy anything.
i just follow
grub
around
and
take
photos.



how was
your weekend?
xo