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My 25th Address

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 13, 2019| Leave a Comment »

Today is the first anniversary of my Favorite Thing I Have Ever Done: purchasing my home. Having moved from place to place more times than I can remember, I am indescribably relieved to finally have a place where I can put down some serious roots. (And after having spent most of this sunny March afternoon out in the garden, I can say with confidence that the roots are coming along just fine.)

A year has passed and I find myself marveling at the newfound feeling of not having to wonder whether or not I will be in the same place for another season. In honor of the epic year behind us, and the many years and adventures to come, I’d like to share some of my favorite domestic scenes from our first year in our forever home. Here’s to flowers and sunny windows and snowy scenery and foster babies and beautiful sunsets and stacks of books and a house full of love. My Castle, my Fortress of Solitude, my Bliss Station: I hope I get to haunt you forever.

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Transient Intuitions

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on September 18, 2009| Leave a Comment »

“About dreams. It is usually taken for granted that you dream of something that has made a particularly strong impression on you during the day, but it seems to me it’s just the contrary. Often it’s something you paid no attention to at the time–a vague thought that you didn’t bother to think out to the end, words spoken without feeling and which passed unnoticed–these are the things that return at night, clothed in flesh and blood, and they become the subject of dreams, as if to make up for having been ignored during the waking hours.”  ~Boris Pasternak, Dr. Zhivago


Dreams are almost the only time I have of late to exercise my creative senses.

It would seem that I have been neglecting my blog, but I assure you that is not the case. School and work have so overwhelmed my time that I don’t often get the chance to sit and arrange my thoughts into coherent sentences. Throughout a day at work the ideas pour through my mind in a constant stream, faster than I could even think to write them down if I had the chance. My brain is buzzing with the chance to flesh out some of these things that are floating about in my mind, but for now I will have to be content with the thought that I am not the only one who creates and forgets a multitude of good and bad ideas throughout the course of a workday…

“So many new thoughts come into your head when your hands are busy with hard physical work, when your mind has set you a task that can be achieved by physical effort and that brings its reward in joy and success, when for six hours on end you dig or hammer, scorched by the life-giving breath of the sky. And it isn’t a loss but a gain that these transient thoughts, intuitions, analogies are not put down on paper but forgotten. The town recluse whipping up his nerves and his imagination with strong black coffee and tobacco doesn’t know the strongest drug of all–good health and necessity.”  ~Boris Pasternak, Dr. Zhivago.


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