Sunday, June 27, 2010

turn the sky white


Spring is settling down at last, driven into the ground with the weight of the air and the heaviness of scent. Graduation was a beautiful affair and I find myself grown. When did that happen I wonder? My cap and tassel now hang with the construction paper star they gave us upon graduation from elementary school. Shall I show you what's been happening?

 I graduated
And had friends over for food afterward

Made a box out of a book

Made some friends

Hung the laundry out to dry

And took a leaf out of Siobhan's book playing with pearls and my camera

So the sun still burns and turns the Earth and there is no way of slowing the march but we dance on the way and though the sights flash by we smile and breathe in memory so that the next time it comes around we'll know what happiness smells like.
Thank you for bearing with me these past weeks, I promise to be back with more interesting things to say

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

winding time

I'm so sorry I haven't posted for a while and probably won't for a bit- the days are getting longer but as the sun heats the Earth it spins the world faster it seems... Graduation is coming up and I'm scrambling, finishing reports and a single thesis, trying to find words that mean something and arrange them in an original pattern but they keep skittering off across the floor. Must tie them down one day... just another task to add to the growing list.
I'll be back as soon as possible and back in my right mind once a proper amount of sleep has combed everything back into place, but for now, I'll leave you with some pictures that have been on my mind, a lot of love, and this beautiful song

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

dream catching

Summer brings heat and rain and love. Long car rides windows down, the smell of salt in the air as we follow the path of the setting sun, speeding because we can't keep the joy in one spot. The air is fresh-washed, scrubbed clean by the downpour, sparkling clean for the sun and almost electric; it tingles when I breathe it into my lungs

This weekend was fleeting moments with old friends and realizing that the scariest thing of all is that we're growing up. Realizing that the tomorrow which seemed so far away when we dreamed as children has finally gotten here. We have become our dreams

(photos 1 & 2 from here , 3 by the talented ThankeeSai)