29.11.11
quiet weeks.
The coast of Maine just empties out in September. Sometimes it seems as though the entire state is a summer colony, and when everyone drives away at once there is just this ghostly calm that drapes over everything. Huge cedar-clad houses stare out at the ocean, uninterrupted for months at a time. It's the type of atmosphere where every small thing gains this momentous quality, a leaf blowing in little starts across the road, or the wind itself, rolling in from the open Atlantic, rushing for hundreds of miles just to push the branches around overhead in this endlessly fascinating tangle of geometry.
11.11.11
10.11.11
On Fisherman's Island:
(ahem)
Cormorants, eider ducks, and other birds "have rendered the island effectively unusable by man."
7.11.11
4.11.11
31.10.11
For those that haven't heard;
This past month held a rather notable event, the reeling grandeur of which i'm a little short on words to describe. The beautiful, brilliant, and inexpressibly sweet Betsy Walker and i had our wedding this October 8th.
To say that i'm very excited about the rest of my life would be an understatement.
[thanks to Sammie for the photo.]
and we had a dreamy mini-moon.
in a little cabin.
in the mountains
with no shower.
To say that i'm very excited about the rest of my life would be an understatement.
[thanks to Sammie for the photo.]
and we had a dreamy mini-moon.
in a little cabin.
in the mountains
with no shower.
30.10.11
27.9.11
Catchings up.
Mornings now consist of drinking tea, on the porch when it's nice, and then going for a walk to semi-accidentally scare the living daylights out of our neighbors, a huge family of turkeys.
When they all fly at once, (yes, they do), the sound is heavy and arresting, like fists beating on your chest, or pulsing the tragus of your ear with a finger.
Also, the misses and i have been staying with some very wonderful friends.


There's been some weddings,
And some quiet nights alone.
When they all fly at once, (yes, they do), the sound is heavy and arresting, like fists beating on your chest, or pulsing the tragus of your ear with a finger.
Also, the misses and i have been staying with some very wonderful friends.
There's been some weddings,
And some quiet nights alone.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)