Tomorrow and for the rest of this week, I'll be in Washington, D.C. with my family: we are attempting a vacation. If I'm lucky, this means that I'll spend days on end in the Smithsonian. (And if your name is
strange_selkie, I should have your phone number.) There may be photographs. Mostly, there should be natural history and air conditioning. These are two things I value greatly right now. And now excuse me while I pack a lot of books: we're driving . . .
Links
Active Entries
- 1: My old body that you buried with the mud and the timber
- 2: With life and so much loss, time has weighted us
- 3: Out in space, coast to coast
- 4: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 5: The moon still rises on everybody else
- 6: To the green field by the sea
- 7: Eating cereal, remembering the sky
- 8: We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
- 9: Am I lost inside my mind?
- 10: And the biggest old rascal come tumbling down first
Style Credit
- Style: Classic for Refried Tablet by and
Expand Cut Tags
No cut tags