year of the liver

how can this not be personal, when it is.
shaking me
my very core
where the strength should be.

olomana
mott-smith

the places where i have found myself
i was there all along
the places i need to be besides my home

an afternoon of french press coffee and great conversation.
not to mention these two are the only other people i know who got such a fabulous car for next to nothing.
an afternoon in the volvo
god i love town
or maybe i just love faith and analu and the good times we always have.

yes it's true the country mouse needs the city sometimes (often)

and then to kevi's for a different kind town adventure...

jazzminds for tempo valley

hmm. perhaps i finally have a quintessential bathroom myspace photo...
...
i definitely needed some sleep, but you can sleep when you're dead, right.


good times and a beautiful night



eek! it's true. me, the lover of trees, was scared of this one!
...
the day broke through
i found
the north shore, nasty things like a mcgriddle,
beautiful things like the ocean

and the sky

so now i can make art and pack
i know
now.
and it's ok.

scratch it off the list

this morning i kept hearing stories of people finding sunrise shells in unexpected places; i kept seeing people with sunrise shell pendants, and i do believe that one day i might get one from the ocean instead of having to buy one off of a crackhead.
and then i stumbled upon something i've looked for for a long long time.




the hawaiian monk seal, endangered amazing and actually right in front of me taking a nap.
thank you.