open studios, off the map.

he kept her picture on his wall, went half crazy now and then.

i've been tumbling some love and some verses lately, just so you know...

so if it's raining, have to no regret.

time is passing faster than i have ever seen it pass before. everything lovely is happening. every time a month starts, its half way old before i even notice what the date is. i'm surprised there are enough journals in the world for me to write down the memories i have been making and the little things i have been noticing. the internet is hard to come by these days, but photos, and projects, and books, and cups of tea on windy porches are not. oh, and hot cider whiskey on the roof with lovely people and a bluegrass band and a sparkle butterfly kind of love and a full harvest moon. and a new apartment that reminds me of something old. and a motor scooter to scoot around on and find new ways of getting every where. and lots of letters, dropped in the blue box, and als0 waiting for me to open on my bed. and little dogs that miss people who aren't around. and a new digital camera with a little 35mm lens thats the "equivalent to the babe of my dreams." and a best friend who moved away, and a best friend who moved back. and a little two year old who knows my name is "dachul". and a little four year old who knows the meaning of the universe. and hot yoga that warms up my bones. and halloween costume preparation. and poems that make the most sense they ever could. and looney tunes. and, see, summer is just about over, faster than i've ever seen it leave.

get down on it.

yeip. excited.

(but abi, holt & james. will be sorely missed.)

say when.

creating spaces.

my heart to eternity.

august is happening so quickly. the next few weeks are packed up with lovely beautiful plans and friends and hopes and newness and shifting energy. the end of my the twentysecond year and the start of the twentythird.

burns like paper.

another one.

i want her to just be how humans are.

it'll drag me to your door.

in the towers of your honeycomb.

bon iver was somehow able to perfectly orchestrate his set with mother nature. light little sprinkles of rain throughout. because i don't think it would have been correct to drive to western massachusetts, sit on a hill in the middle of the woods and not have some rain fall while listening to this music that hearts knows so well. reflection, i guess. thousands and thousands of tiny mirrors. and then, at the end. when it started to pour. it all felt like magic or something else really enchanting. just like everything has seemed lately. there were a few people who i wished were there as well. because some specific parts or some specific songs remind me of some specific people. but i sent them some thoughts and hopes that they would notice. and so far, this is the best birthday present i have gotten this year. ;)

i know it well.

last night's secret adventure project was inspired by this guy. and ticking time. and the date... what would have been a very dear lady's 65th birthday.

the gathering of that lovely little group of friends from all over was a blessing in the complete opposite of a disguise.

gratitude to the stars and our honest intentions. which kept us safe and in good spirits. and filled with loving echos.

and i took you by the sleeve.

"it's very much like you to maybe be falling in love with someone who is about to leave."

down on my mind.

teensy and i are going to be listening to this on a blanket on some grass surrounded by like mindedness. on saturday.

(happy august. july was longer than usual. and for that i am very thankful.)

see the wisdom in stillness and silence

what an interestingly important little chunk of time.

giving up your heart.

i know.. i'm probably a little behind the times. but i just got the adele album. and it is really lovely. and she is really lovely. and that's all. loveliness.