TBT: Walkin’ boots
Another Throwback Thursday… it’s officially a series. I found an old box of pictures, so let the games begin! Dear Mom and Dad, Can you please go back in time and not get rid of these boots, or that fleece-lined denim jacket?…
HOME: tractor trailers
A sure sign of spring… a fresh crop up on the train tracks on the way out to the fields… somewhere.
HOME: catchup… catch! and a Hobo Spaceship
*crickets* *crickets* *crickets* And drums! And a green screen! And scattered easter eggs full of prizes (or empty, but that’s better than the proverbial easter basket full of lies, which might kill you. What? That one’s a long old story, and not…
SUSTENANCE: A multicultural morning
An American girl drinks a Mexican Coca-Cola while reading about French women cooking, at a friend’s house where the Italian-American baby she’s watching sleeps. It’s a page from the completely not-scandalous West Side Nanny Diaries. Molasses-peanut butter-banana open-faced sandwich on homemade sourdough…
write on… Rilke and other musings
Rainer Maria Rilke, will you be my other boyfriend? Ok, so you’re kind of unavailable. It’s cool, so am I. We can just be pen pals… from the great beyond. See you at the next seance, sweetheart. And yes, I know things…
HOME: groundhog day
Look out, Punxsutawney Phil. We’ve had enough of this nonsense… and I’m googling groundhog recipes. On the brighter side, it’s also Imbolc/Candlemas… we’re halfway to spring, no matter what those cantankerous greasy rodents say is in store for us. Time to light…