Tuesday, November 30, 2010

If You Forget Me

I want you to know one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

by Pablo Neruda

beach combing jewelry

the beach.
beach combing.
one of my favorite things to do when i visit the ocean.

kiff slemmons goes beach combing at puako beach, hi.
what she creates is beautiful.
i've been in awe of this piece for two days.
and two nights.
it's called starfish memory.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

California Sunrise: Dirty Gold

this time of year has become difficult for us the past few years. the holidays and festivities are fun, but so many sad things have happened in our little circle this time of year. nevertheless, it makes us humble and thankful. the good with the not so good, life carries on. i spotted this on makr and keep coming back to it. it carries me away.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

an instant winter wonderland

70 degrees earlier this week and now the snow has arrived. it clung beautifully to everything.

a thursday kind of saturday

we celebrated our saturday on thursday this week

ate a greasy diner breakfast
hung with friends
visited the minneapolis institute of arts
spent much time ooohhing and aaahhing over masks
soaked in the sun
perused a thrift store
lived fully in the moment

joyful, wandering days are the best

Inside Out Grey

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

found this at the little church where we voted today
I have always believed this