Adventure is out there...

hopicecream: Dropped off #IceCream and a freezer for a #Wedding...

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 17:32:15 -0400

Dropped off #IceCream and a freezer for a #Wedding at #ClaxtonFarm in #Weaverville, and Oreo, the #Llama, wanted to join me in saying #HappyFathersDay! #asheville (at Claxton Farm)

Happy Father’s Day!

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 13:18:29 -0400

Happy Father’s Day!

I’m eating breakfast! HAIRCUT

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 10:22:47 -0400

I’m eating breakfast! HAIRCUT

Felt a little heavier than usual, so I decided to try not to eat...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:45:39 -0400

Felt a little heavier than usual, so I decided to try not to eat as much for a few days. Ended up feeling nauseous and tired for 18 hours. Tonight for dinner I had a sweet potato, a big handful of spinach, a dozen cherry tomatoes, a piece of toast with goat cheese, and a glass of blushy wine. I am content and back to normal.

Moral of the story: Never stop eating.

Me and Reagan having a secret picnic on my sister’s bed at...

Sat, 18 May 2013 19:14:00 -0400

Me and Reagan having a secret picnic on my sister’s bed at my dad’s house. Reagan convinced me to eat an entire carton of strawberries. We made a song.

"They lay beside each other in bed. She is sleeping. He is awake. She always falls asleep before he..."

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:30:00 -0400

“They lay beside each other in bed.
She is sleeping.
He is awake.
She always falls asleep before he does.
The sound of her breathing calms him.
It pushes the ghosts out from his rooms.
With the backs
of his fingers he rubs her elbow, and listens.
He wishes to pluck her heart
like an eyelash or a flower
from her chest
and make an infinite map out of it.
She knows he must use his hands to make things.
His hands are restless things.
He talks with them, like blind birds.
He uses them to hold her.
In the morning, he will make tea with them.
They will drink from the same cup.”

- Dalton Day, “The Cartographer” (via pigmenting)

MY FRAND

Just got my SECOND copy of his book in the mail. This one is going to be a gift to my mother. Everyone should gift this to their mother! Or themselves! Or everyone!

centuriespast: Two ElephantsAbu Sa’d’ Ubayd-Allah ibn Ibrahim,...

Wed, 15 May 2013 20:04:48 -0400

centuriespast:

Two Elephants
Abu Sa’d’ Ubayd-Allah ibn Ibrahim, known as Ibn Bakhtishu
Manafi al-Hayawan (The Benefits of Animals), in Persian
Persia, Maragha, dated 1294, 1297, or 1299

The Morgan Library

skreenedtees: Ziggy Hadfield (grey) Soyuz Hatch (white) -...

Wed, 15 May 2013 20:04:30 -0400

skreenedtees:

Ziggy Hadfield (grey)

Soyuz Hatch (white)

- Ground control to Major Tom…

I want this so much.

theatlanticvideo: ‘Men Build Boats Because They Can’t Have...

Wed, 15 May 2013 20:03:25 -0400

theatlanticvideo:

‘Men Build Boats Because They Can’t Have Babies’

A moving documentary about one man’s devotion to craftsmanship in an age of advanced machinery.

la la la love

Tue, 14 May 2013 20:08:45 -0400

5/13/2013

Mon, 13 May 2013 19:49:16 -0400

Chris Hadfield,

I says you should never come back.

You should stay up there with your impossible wifi and show me the world a bit at a time. Send me videos peeking at mixed nuts floating and the sounds of what you listen to when you are unable to sleep in a breathing aluminum telescope.

I am never going into space.
Don’t tell me otherwise, I am already floating in my own acceptance.
I’m going to be too busy corralling kids and placing my palms onto old books.
Those are the sights and sounds waiting for me.

Of course, how can I say you can never come back when you are so welcome here. I know I am only thinking about pinpoint Sara while there are so many others who have been missing your three dimensional face. I’m sure you miss her steady ground where the entire world can’t see you. I have come to understand that why it is hard to cry in space, and I bet it hurts.

Just please. Please stay there in your endless glass tunnel and keep sending me these blind letters. They are pocket stars that are warm in my palms. Comforting all those summers I didn’t go to space camp and the B I made in Intro Physics. I feel so much doubt when I look at foaming galaxies.

You flew overhead on my last youthful birthday. I did not look hard but I knew, as I looked over my own sea of incandescent light, we were aligned. Our energies are one in the same to be released in mirrored directions.

Please, do not let your feet become heavy on Earth. It happens so easily.

Mother's Day

Mon, 13 May 2013 16:10:00 -0400

Making biscuits with my mom
in the Livingston homestead.

Pull and push flour, milk, and vinegar.
Clay tasting a little tangier than
the ones I baked in the snack cabinet
when I was five.

Our hands looked like marble
broken from my fidgeting.

When I drove back,
a golden moon peeked out at me,
like the edge of a dime behind another.
It swung from one side to the other,
veiling itself behind the trees.

I called out to my mother
to let her know I could see her.

Carpets for Airports

Mon, 13 May 2013 14:20:58 -0400

Carpets for Airports:

Photographing the floor beneath the sky above your feet

This is a thing.

centuriespast: Detail of a samurai armor of the Yokohagido...

Mon, 13 May 2013 10:50:52 -0400

centuriespast:

Detail of a samurai armor of the Yokohagido type.

Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

Mylan Cannon for The New York Times

5/10

Fri, 10 May 2013 22:40:00 -0400

Important things I saw today

1. Sunrise over the mountains as I drove home. I swear guys, waking up early is worth it. God still lingers in those first hours to watch it Himself. Everything has a sugar coating and the sky has not yet risen from under the mountain cover.

2. The scenic highway 26. Proof that I have only begun to read that North Carolina palm. Open enough to let my car run wild with both my arms wide and yet make me feel small enough to feel as if I am careening through the veins of a maple-skinned hand.

3. A cinnamon covered donut.

4. My favorite men putting on their graduation gear. I had never seen anything as unnatural in my life become two people so quickly. It was hard to look at tonight, but I can’t wait to wake up early and reserve my seat in front to watch them walk. And when I say walk, they better WORK IT.

There’s a dog in my room. She is admiring my bookshelf.

Fri, 10 May 2013 21:57:00 -0400

There’s a dog in my room. She is admiring my bookshelf.

I love that my to-do list for today was wake up eat breakfast at 5 Points with Jon Go to work and...

Wed, 08 May 2013 13:48:00 -0400

I love that my to-do list for today was

wake up
eat breakfast at 5 Points with Jon
Go to work and earn 60 stress-free dollars
Write my mom a birthday poem
Help mom with her Celebrating Home facebook page
Eat 5 Points leftovers - egg sandwich, sausage and apple butter toast
Work on Jon’s hat.
WHATEVER ELSE I WANT BECAUSE I’M FREE

5/8

Wed, 08 May 2013 12:40:02 -0400

My mother reads as a cooing sparrow
a mouse with tweezers,
a big nut brown hare with long arms,
a owl that always comes back.

Her voice does not know dark words
and lifts even the heaviest ink
to smooth with the trim of her t-shirt
placing it back against the creek’s cold skin.

There is no night between the covers.
She just keeps stacking the moons along her spine.
Morning light leaks out from her hands
and she presses them on my closed eyes.

This is what I look like when I crochet.

Tue, 07 May 2013 15:01:31 -0400

This is what I look like when I crochet.

When I was exactly seventeen miles awayI saw heat lightening through the trees. I knew this was my...

Mon, 06 May 2013 22:40:39 -0400

When I was exactly seventeen miles away
I saw heat lightening through the trees.
I knew this was my sister
letting me know she was still awake.