Day 8: A picture of the last place you visited

Except for visiting various family members, the first thing I thought of was Asheville, last October:


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Day 30 - One last moment

It often happens that by the time Thursday rolls around, my to-do list is longer than my temper, and as I'm frantically trying to pull everything together by the end of the month, everything that can go wrong oh so helpfully does.  Converging deadlines and "moody mare" syndrome combine to keep me up all night with nightmares ( Read more... )

The early onset of darkness and the baked sweet potato fries are making me suddenly feel it:
Winter is coming.

Day 27 - Your favorite place

My first favorite place was my grandparent's house in Alabama - specifically, the end of the long dirt driveway that ran past the neighbor's pasture.  If I brought carrots to the fence and called, and waited ( Read more... )

The product of my lunch break.  It's still kind of rough... unfinished, like most of my projects right now.

this separation has been a long time coming,
dear
you spoke of it when we first met
said nothing beautiful lasts forever
I was young and did not hear.
now my footsteps are numbered
disturb the ghosts that lie
under the trees:
the first taste,
the last ( Read more... )

FACT: 65 degrees is totally warm enough to get out the tank tops and wax poetic about spring.
FACT: Really good hugs can turn around a day.
FACT: I am officially choreographing a pas de deux to the Twilight soundtrack.  Which is just all kinds of ironic.
FACT: I am getting excited about Florida!
FICTION: I am completely on top of things and everything ( Read more... )