The Road Home

Oh, how nice it is to be back again. No more airport pushing and shoving, dragging enormous bags, 'handling' strange relations, eighty degree weather, or dealing with odd bus drivers who seem intent on telling you all about how the British once ruled America and then how the settlers rebelled, as if all this were news to me. He seemed very much to expect me to gasp and say WOW really? You mean America was not founded at the beginning of time?? The fact that we had about eight other stops before mine didn't really help matters, his deep southern accent made it near impossible to help him navigate ( the GPS thingy was down). But then again thanks to all of this we went through some really beautiful back roads where there was a carpet of orange leaves on the ground and bright yellows and reds still on the trees. At one point I saw this large clearing with a lake and the forest line on the other shore, the setting sun's rays were hitting the trees and the lake in such a way that everything took on a golden hue, there was even a deer at the edge of the water (and this competed the postcard beauty of it all). So I was appeased and decided to calm myself even though a half hour of navigating was ahead of me.
I finally got back at a very decent hour even with the strange bus ride ( thank you nice man at the check -in- counter for moving me over to a better flight- I did not relish waiting five hours in the Georgia airport even with icarus to knit and a french poem to memorize). I bought myself a few goodies, like some maple tea, mint hot chocolate mix, and a movie, before I settled in for the night. So here I am cosy and warm ( with a bunch of work screaming my name ) but the important thing is that I don't have to take off my shoes again and go through the puffer ( the newest in airport security, if you've never had the pleasure imagine a glorified metal detector that blows air at you and has doors).

Thanksgiving

Wishing everyone a Happy Thanksgiving, from Florida. :) Eats lots of turkey and mash potatoes ( I know I plan to). Sorry to people who are trying to leave comments but can't. My tech incompetence is very high so I will fiddle with it some more. New Pictures soon...but for now here is a nice picture of a faux liberty tree.

Progress

Hi, this might be the last post I do for the next four days. So I wanted to show you a few things I've been working on. There is Icarus which is coming along very fast, almost done with the back. I've also been working on this pencil drawing (its actually pretty big in real life), which I mentioned before, and finally remembered to take a picture of. I've got a lot more in the works but nothing really photo worthy.



Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving!

Strolling Sunday

Relaxing, slow, Sunday. Is there anything better? There was a chill in the air as E. and I walked to get breakfast, the sky was sort of grey but the yellow leaves brightened up the atmosphere. It was like being in a postcard walking down the quite streets. I really do love the northern east coast, changing seasons seem so much more natural than the perpetual summer of Florida. We both had coffee and a croissant with eggs, cheese and bacon inside of it. All was warm and crispy and I am healthy as well as relaxed.



Blake needs to be read, but that is all, classes are off all of next week so I have a nice long break to look forward to. I also need to memorize The Albatross by Baudelaire in french, to recite in front of everyone (scary). But right now I'm dreaming of lilacs, wool, sheep, England, Virgina Woolf, and Christmas. Strange combination I know.

Happy Birthday!

It's E.'s birthday today! He suckered me into giving him his present at the stroke of midnight, not that I could stop myself from doing so. See I have this thing with presents, where I can't wait to give it to the person, this makes me awful at keeping surprises. This year, however, it was a complete secret, he had no idea what it was. Unlike last year when I made the mistake of googling the item on his computer and he "accidently" saw it. Anyway happy birthday!



While shopping/scrambling for E.'s wrapping paper at the last minute I decided I needed some retail therapy in the form of fancy pants chocolate. I bought two kinds, dark lavender and jasmine green tea milk chocolate both were amazingly good. And as I strolled down the street eating this fantastic chocolate and looking into (the already up) christmas displays while debuting my extra long fetching fingerless gloves ( knitted this summer ) I felt quite content. This feeling was heightened by random women stopping and cooing over my "lovely" gloves. Don't you love it when people notice things that you made? Some even started to pet my hand, because you know even non-knitters know the importance of squishy yarn. And then to make my excursion complete I ran into a dog that squeaks named Stella, who promptly jumped on me. The owner jokingly (much to my regret) offered her to me. But don't get the wrong impression, after pretending to shoo her away the woman promptly picked her up ( like a little kid) and started to swing her around and give her kisses. That dog, my friends is loved. All this made me eve more happy as random dogs, cats, birds, children often do.
My plan for today is knitting some, and then going out for a birthday dinner at a sushi place which we both love. Hope you have a happy weekend!

Tonight, Today, Tommorrow

There are days which we all want to forget and days which we fight to remember. And then there are the ones that just pass by and we tip our hat to them, but let them go their merry way without a single word spoken. Today seemed one of those silent days. Not much was planned, E. and I might go to a lecture given by Andrew Young tonight, but otherwise its just more of the usual relaxing after a long week.
I have been working on my Icarus shawl a bit more, no real picture worthy progress though but it is coming along. I have also been drawing more, currently I'm working on a large pencil sketch of an old man's face. I think I'm going to call it Man's Veil, alluding to the passing away of the human body ( this fits because I've made the skin look almost cloth-like ). I have yet to take a picture of this, and hey look the sun is down! which means the light is gone and I like my drawing too much to take it with indoor light only. (Plus its upstairs and I'm feeling lazy )



Although I did take a picture of something else I made...look clay ducks! I remember making a whole series of them a long time ago and I'd line them up by size. Thinking of making more, maybe selling them? Or just for fun, who knows with me. Well tell me what you think. You know how I love comments...I really do... hint...hint

Fog

The fog rolled in last night, and has stayed thick throughout the morning. The leaves are strewn all over the ground and the brick buildings and streets look very picturesque today. There is silence all around me, which is rare in a dorm, usually someone is playing their music or stomping down the hall. Yet I can't seem to settle down, a desperate urge to create has taken over.

College is a strange place, one in which you meet yourself, shake hands and then proceed to change. I feel as though the girl who came is no longer, there is another in her place, different and yet the same. And as my time here draws to a close, I panic and yet am happy. The future is not yet clear but the fog is lifting, slowly.