August 2010
61 posts
as I watched her feed the birds. I don’t know what to do.
500.
lets dive to the bottom of the ocean.
I don’t want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and me as I am now, and me like I’ll be in the future. I want to be me and nothing but me. I want to be crazy as the moon, wild as the wind and still as the earth. I want to be every single thing it’s possible to be. I’m growing and I don’t know how to grow. I’m living but I haven’t started living yet....
Cookie's.
Presents to bake..thankyou Matt & Laura.
it effects all whose around.
Kc.
you should know that by now.
An elephant lives upstairs.
Kc.
manmade power.
Nose to the ground.
We like to pretend theres no world outside.
what if it reached the window?
Kyle MacLachlan.
Sweets galore!
The patient. EW 1.08
Chaos is more freedom; in fact, total freedom. But no meaning. I want to be free to act, & I also want my actions to mean something.“
—Elie Wiesel.
Kc.
We don’t know, so worrying is worthless.
Cocktails followed by tea & biscuits.
Toxteth 1981.
A girl screamed & pointed at me yesterday ”Theres a granny on a bike!”
Sometimes the truth makes everything else seem...
they can be there all at once. the opposites.
seeing isn't seeing. its all the feeling you need.
Hot chocolates & cakes.
con mi madre & art visiting & bras & dresses & sleepovers.
bliss.
‘Landscape’ Adrian Wiszniewski.
lets go for a bike ride?
& why do i keep seeing you wherever i go?
Humble abode.
Our new nest.
Stolen from luscious Leigh http://www.leighjennings.blogspot.com/
Tessa is coming!
people needn't worry so much. it's not my time...
-Edward Bloom.
I’m looking at beautiful Delyth & i loved seeing everyone.
Lost.
Wendy Bevan.
Josef Hoflenhner.
We have three.
Do not over water them..
Backwater Blues.
by Anna Journey The wisteria’s dumb pendulum, lavender too loud for thistles—all this
and the moon isn’t man or woman enough to inspire song
from mockingbirds in August—silence all molting season.
In Mississippi, in my grandfather’s orchard, there are two
kinds of apples: eaters and cookers, and two kinds of sisters wading the kudzu path. There are turtles
the girls can tell return each...
one for me too.
WHERE IS DELYTH?
Whatever you want to do, do it now. for life is...
I promise. someday. when I’m really supposed to.
Happy Birthday to yummy mummy Tessa.
Leigh & I in bed. after twisting & twirling the...
& louie & brothel.
she brought me the best present in the world.
