Tuesday, September 02, 2014

Nest: September Second

The status of my nest on this Tuesday evening is: empty(ish). Look at this boy, he is at college. He is installed in his dorm room, with a roommate and a desk and a "shower caddy" and so on. This week at his school he will participate in a long, intensive process of interviewing all the professors whose classes he'd like to take (the professors interview him right back!). It sounds like he's leaning toward history/politics/economics. He is a homebody at heart, so this is a lot, for him and for us.

And now: to fill the dumpster, which still sits all crookedly sited in the driveway, hungry for junk.

Monday, September 01, 2014

Rabbit rabbit!

I am away from home on this first day of September, unfortunately traveling without my tiny plastic rabbit friend, so these fun-loving rabbity pals will have to do.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Saturday, August 09, 2014

Moon, Nearly Super

I took Gus for a walk around the block just now, and it felt like a slightly twisted children's book about a neighborhood.

One neighbor was still smoking the sweet-smelling stuff, hours later.

Two neighbors pulled up in their driveway. The lady went stomping quickly into the house, while the man got slowly out of the car and really took his time walking into the house behind her.

One neighbor blew his nose behind a shade-drawn bathroom window. It was one of those fabulous, loud, horn-honking nose blows.

Inside another house, the two corgis barked their loud corgi barks, while the neighbor lady screamed at them to shut up.

The neighbor whose computer monitor light glows, blue, always, while the rest of his house is dark, sat behind his computer monitor in an upstairs window.

The moon gleamed and shone up above.

Additionally, when I came inside I became convinced that there was a biting bug on my neck and I tore off my shirt in the kitchen and made Mark inspect the top half of me for insects. There may have been a biting bug that made a subtle escape at some point, or it may have been my hair...

Thursday, August 07, 2014

Turn Yourself Inside Out and You Might Disappear

See what I mean?

So clean, so white! Rrrreally needs some things on the walls.

That chandelier, though. It is so clean and sparkly that I am deeply ashamed.

Please watch this video! It is pretty great, the song is lovely, and my latest favorite is siblings who sing together.

"There is a better way to say empty space
Turn yourself inside out and you might disappear  
you have a new definition in empty space
What I like about impermanence is the clash
of my big body with empty space
I am putting the floor back together again
I am rebuilding the wall
I am slapping mortar on bricks
I am fastening the machine together with delicate wire
There is no eternal thread, maybe there is thread of pure gold
I am starting to sing inside about the empty space
there is some new detail every time"

from Makeup on Empty Space by Anne Waldman

Wednesday, August 06, 2014


The furniture has been moved back in, the chandelier has never been cleaner. There is nothing on the white, white walls yet. Is this our empty nested future, so clean and tidy and empty?