rose in midair

hello friends, starting in about a week i will be blogging directly at WordPress . until further notice, i will no longer be posting here. ...

sunrise after the rain.

From 1998 to 2001, I used plain simple HTML webpages to blog, and then from 2001 on I used Angelfire, then Livejournal , then the obligator...

It's-almost-Christmas-time ritual :) Playing hooky (hiding from the world) to re-watch Love Actually with good company. and drinking h...

Bad news  about my now-endangered  beloved avocado toast . I guess I have to move to Mexico or Chile .

I am most certainly the luckiest girl in the world. No lie, y'all. On my desk this morning: In my office lobby: and w...

morning: experimentation with yolky eggs, sriracha, and a healthy dose of the xx and new d'angelo . three friends messaged me within th...

I stood up, because I needed to get in line to go home. The words tugged at me in that way that causes a struggle to pull my eyes off the pa...

“It might be that to surrender to happiness was to accept defeat, but it was a defeat better than many victories.”  —W. Somerset Maugham, Of...

I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can. - Jack Gilbert  For things to reveal themselves to us, we nee...