resolutions

while i'm thinking of it

sew
be a better listener
learn to french braid, preferably my own hair
do more of what i want instead of what i think i should do
slow down, otherwise known as enjoy the *moment*
successfully learn to crack an egg with one hand (and any other crafty tricks i can learn)
knit something besides a scarf
and, i think a repeat of last year - and worth the repeating - stop judging, stop talking about other people, stop comparing, stop starting with negative thoughts. otherwise known as be kind.

halloween weekend, fun.

unfortunately, no pictures of the treasure hunt.

*what* am i crying about?

warm-sun, cool-tent, tasty-beer camping

loving the curiosity/energy/wonder/instantaneous smiles of three brothers

the harmony in music and laughter

tender, hours-old deer meat (and my recent awe- and ew-inspiring field-to-palate education)

frog-leg frying

and, now, missing the freedom and camaraderie and sunshine and bonfire and especially the tent mate

madeline

today i met a 4-day-old girl who makes sweet little purrs when she sleeps and looks strikingly like her big sister.

right now

riding my bike around my little town last week, i was feeling serene and happy and *right* and came across this memory.

it reminds me of a place in puerto viejo, costa rica, that i also fell in love with and had those same happy-time feelings about.

that's partly it, i am finding myself falling in love in my hometown with the same things that were detracting me for many years. things not so ridiculously meaningless like the look of a street, the feeling of a street, but more the feeling of a place, the calm and this-feels-right about where you are right now. 

separately, i've been seeing a lot of movies since i joined netflix. this is both peculiar and feels-just-right. how i love dark independent films. 

good night now.

clock without a face

this mystery has me taking pictures of objects disguised as numbers

yachting

because calling it boating just wouldn't be fair.

one of the *many* pleasures of relocating to riverland.

this here blog

i don't know why. it doesn't really matter why. maybe because i miss it. and maybe because it doesn't matter if no one follows along. in fact, i may prefer it this way.

bought a new domain, transferred over an old old blog which just so happened to be out there living away, like blogs do in internetland.

and now, well, we'll see.

in the meantime, i'm looking at old pictures and happy to find i preserved some 2013 memories digitally.
man, i miss my days there.

those days were good, me and my big lofty palace of sunshine and books and space for play. and privacy.