hello, reporting from vermont week 3! i'm learning how to drive buses, eating fresh bread, and thinking about being 47.

rose buds for then:

-the start of smile wrinkles
-graying, but starting at the temple
-staying as fit as those older women in those calcium/swimming commercials for arthritis or something
-my dream house (the kitchen being central, the porch having some kind of circular but so cool fire pit)
-two dog plz!

ketchup

to catch up, i've been in vt working at a farm camp. last night i stayed up a bit because it was a rare evening of clear sky. so alex and i just watched the milky way for a while. what i thought i knew of the north star is really wrong. i thought it was the brightest star in the sky, but really what i was looking at is a planet. the north star is something modest. i probably won't be able to find it again without the help of someone else.




so i hope you can imagine that's it's really beautiful here. very lush, and very green. the weather has been poor with a lot of gray days, some rain and a good dose of humidity. but its been sunning up here since yesterday though, and i hope it stays this way. and like i expected, the kids are great and i'm having a really good time. there isn't that much to do in the area, and all the good places are closed on my days off but that keeps me from spending too much money in town and my head in the books. i'm trying to finish motorman, and the joke.



things that have really got me up have been sailing, snacking, and beer. oh and the people of course.

from grass to glass

full moon, five fireflies, los angeles and the celtics. i'm almost acclimated, and the kids come to camp on monday. i dont really know what to write except that:

i. i tried lifeguard training for a week and didn't pass.
ii. i really enjoy windbreaker to windbreaker contact.
iii.i moved an entire tree (in pieces) and now i feel good.



disgustingly cute vdo

celling out AKA seeing america

1 preparation




2detour/getting lost/having time/snow storm!

3 biggest bird sculpture

4 baby hermit crabs in hand, but were originally hiding under ugly rock















5 cozy with kittens, thor & axle (original shelter names were rapunzel & rachel(?))

















6 trees that belong to idaho

previously these were ideas for web domains, but now they are dream names for my future farm!:

wild horn
last dollar
gold hush
banana train
young tongues

love ya mean it

broken arrow 1932

finding my way home to los angeles///breaking in s.f. (san francisco is beautiful, and it is a beautiful experience to be reunited with my loves and lovers). i've been cozing it up with kittens, gabo and geoff. add claudia for some b ball. smoothies and togetherness//////adolescence////ah, hm//////. got to get the bus and get ready to fly home, and kick out the jams. rumors: you can play games against other people on your flight if you fly virgin america.



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california here we come!

report from bainbridge island!

such a long time

i smell like bbq. if you want, you can taste the sunblock on my coverings.



today i went on something like a wounded walk. walked into mud, and sank into a lot of cold. i also sat on a yard sale drive way, with basketball, a new old sweater, and entered an infinite abyss for eight hours, but i came home to realize that it had only been two hours.

right now, i'm guised in muted colors, waiting for my room to pack itself. i'm hoping that i will come around, and start letting things get over. i keep hanging my coat, when it really needs to go in a box.






can't wait til to feel like gold, see you soon california.

if it's love that you're running from

there's no hiding place/ love has problems i know but they're problems/ we'll just have to face/ oh yeah yeah

you won't get with me tonight

tis the season.


lets see. i have no idea how i am doing. this is only because there are so many things on my to do list and they either make me feel very good or not so good. i'm just fluctuating all the time. all the activities that allude to the end of things in western mass, like packing or moving, make me freak out. actually, what i think i've set myself up for is a very intense freak out because i wont do anything i need to do until the last two days. but it means that my freak out is not prolonged, so it seems like a good idea to hike and eat ice cream whenever i can (like yesterday!). those are the kind of things that make me feel really really good.




outside my window it is perfect, i see a forest that looks calm, cold and a bit damp. perfect mornings are when no one else is up. and it's a little cold, nothing that could hurt you but only make you desire your bed and a cup of earl gray a little bit more.

especially after your good friend from home calls to say that if you are tired, you should also lie in bed and i'll read you a story called the little prince. that's a good night.