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maybe me favorite song in the whole world ever...

the shins, those to come. i love the sound of it, delight in the words of it too. reminds me of a poem my sister would write...

Eyeless in the morning sun you were
Pale and mild, a modern girl
Taken with thought, still prone to care
Makin tea in your underwear
You went out in the yard to find

Something to eat and clear your mind
Something bad inside me went away

Quaking leaves and broken light
Shifting skin the coming night
The bearers of all good things arrive
Climb inside us, twist and cry
A kiss on your molten eyes

Myriad lives like blades of grass
Yet to be realized, bow as they pass

They are cold,
Still,
Waiting in the ether,
To form,
Feel,
Kill,
Propagate,
Only to die

Dissolve
Magically,
Absurdly,
They'll end,
Leave,
Dissipate,
Coldly
And strangely

Return

strange creatures

(tried to post this last week from, but it didn't go up)

wandered over to the academy of natural sciences. really better suited to kids, and completely overrun with school field trips. the highlights were a couple floors of stuffed animals in painted "natural" habitats from all of the continents. it's so strange to see animals that are familiar but so different... like this auk:



it's funny too because i forgot i was in philadelphia until overhearing a man telling his group of kids that he had actually seen these animal in real life - standing in front of a display of racoons, skunks, and possums. not a kid in texas that would be impressed.

their talent makes me crazy

two more favorites from the philadelphia museum of art:

Liverpool from Wapping by John Atkinson Grimshaw, 1875

A Carnival Evening by Henri Rousseau, 1886

Shiner

Last week I fell, literally, on my face resulting in a tiny black eye
that has gotten darker every day. Don't ask me how- one second i was
standing the next i was face down on the concrete. The bad thing was
we had dinner with jack's colleagues every night last week, so one day
I'm fine and the next night I have a black eye and "fell on my face"
story. I can only imagine what they think about us...

Goodbye Philadelphia!

the burning of the houses of lords and commons, 1835

This turner painting was by far the highlight of the museum for me
today. It's so beautiful in person, it glows from within. I'm in awe
of the talent, and also the age of these works. That people have
preserved these pieces over so much time, through the ages, it's
incredible to me.

Philly on a camera phone

walked over to the museum of art and all the way up the famous steps
rocky trained on in the movie. i love spending the day in a museum,
with no one to care if i spend as much time as i need on each piece.

possums at the academy of natural sciences

it is very cold and wet here...

and i've been sleeping since noon.

up so early this morning...

the moon was just a blur in the sky.

maybe this will work after all?

scene from the apartment:

packing for philly...

my sister says to get twitter, but i'm not sure. i'd like to keep this blog updated, more like a diary like it used to be, but it's so time consuming... i wish i could just take a picture with my phone and send it up with a little caption, hey i bet you can...

i don't really want facebook or twitter or anything like that. i feel like for me it can be so boring or pretentious, not really any in between. only people who would care are my sister and husband and i can just tell them what i'm doing...

i have myspace but hate to check it so i don't. when i do it just makes me feel bad for not keeping up or answering people or staying in touch. what can i say, i'm a loner...

we wandered around today...

it's weird to live downtown in such a touristy city. to walk past the alamo on the way to the post office. the mall within walking distance is maybe the most confusing place i've ever been, since you can enter/exit on the street, from the river and from neighboring hotels. the city is strange in itself, in little ways, it's odd and weird and sometimes creepy. 

here's some random snaps from today...

inside ripley's believe-it-or-not:

part of the berlin wall:

disco cowgirl mannequin:

a pretty window, with a weird scene going on inside...

look closer, it's a precious moments astronaut-girl with a skull and rocks: 

kids working on a busy street downtown. the little girl took the money, the boy made the cotton candy. you can't tell, but they were like 8 and 10:

camping...

camping, during the day, was wonderful. fun, exciting, beautiful. we kept saying, i can't believe we're so good at this! we cooked everything over the camp fire (even coffee), told ghost stories under a field of stars, and hiked to the bath house to pee. it went so smoothly. 

camping, during the night, was tortuous. horrible, terrible, painstaking. freezing cold, rock-hard ground under our sleeping bags, and loud music from neighboring tents kept us awake all night. it rained all night one night and slightly soaked through our tent. i was so tired i cried.

but in the morning, after the sun came up and warmed us a little, it was wonderful again. would i do it again? absolutely... but not without an air mattress and long johns.

yummy

jack always makes a pot of coffee before work, but only drinks a cup or two and by the time i wake up it's cold. so, when i read this recipe [via], i filed it away to try. did you know it's hard to find ice cube trays? i found some at wal-mart last week and have been freezing a tray of coffee cubes a day since then. 

i kinda followed the recipe, but it didn't seem like enough coffee (6 cubes?) so i added a bunch more to the blender, then more chocolate and sugar to balance it out. i only used about half a cup of milk and half a cup of half-and-half because that's all i had of each. 

today

i woke up so early this morning, way before light. jack left for the airport and i couldn't fall back asleep. the house changes when he leaves. even though it should be no different than when he leaves for work most mornings, it is different. as soon as i hear his keys locking the door it gets scary and lonely here. scary today, particularly in the early morning hours. i hear gunshots and sirens and vow to not leave my fortress.

so for today i have cookbooks and movies and camping. we're taking the boys camping this weekend.  i have been so excited preparing and planning and listing and planning. just a weekend, tent camping, but i haven't done it since i was a child and jack and the boys have never done it. packed up uno and marshmellows and sleeping bags and did a trial of the tent - it's seriously huge! i don't even remember camp sites having that much room. think it will fit back into that little green bag?

it's weird to have kids sometimes. because when they're here, it's full-time. but they're here part-time. so i have periods of constant "doing", then nothing until next time. my life is like that in lots of ways. like traveling, going and going for a week or so or less, then home and not having to leave the house for a few days straight. i love the going and doing, but i couldn't do it without the in-between. i wouldn't want to anyway.

it reminds me of falling in love

just got this print by john clark in the mail. it says i forgive you. it reminds me of falling in love. it looks much better in person.

i wanted this other one badly, but the original sold before i could justify the $100. i have a habit of falling in love with things and thinking maybe tomorrow i will buy it and then many tomorrows pass and i think it every day and then it's gone.