on clear beginnings and still mornings and need vs want.
Tag: nature
Georgiana
on gigi and time with our dogs.
a Bee in the Sand 🎧
Collecting moments from a snippet or a slow scene, as if they were rocks I could turn over in my hand and spot their individuality the way the light catches on one or the coarse texture of another. I want to look at them all at once and line them up, just to say: This?… Continue reading a Bee in the Sand 🎧
Muovi il culo, è Pasqua
I love the way we sort of free falldown the stairs in the morningsfor our walk.But especiallyon holiday mornings.I think about someone my ageawake to watch their childrenexperience the plastic sensationsof their Easter basketwhile they sip a coffee.But for me, it’s different—and this isn’t to say one version isbetter or worse.I love the stillnessthe normally… Continue reading Muovi il culo, è Pasqua
Rituals
The end of our walk starts with my daily encouragement to hurry Gigi home by telling her she’s going to get second breakfast. This doesn’t really help at all (she still stops and sticks her face in every damn thing), nor does it discourage her from barking at the passing cars or bike riders on… Continue reading Rituals
January Song 🎧
It’s a dreary Sunday morning, fog and a white-gray sky making the warm temperature seem contradictory. Thankfully, there’s an intermittent breeze, light and cool enough to be comfortable as Gigi and I head out for our regular walk. Sometimes we go through the apartments across the street from our home. She loves this because there… Continue reading January Song 🎧
Something To Keep
If there’s anything I know for certain about writing, it’s two things. The first thing is tied up in my insecurities. The second thing is this: You can’t force it. Still, here I am, working on my daily writing prompt, intending to press “Publish” at the end. Yesterday I wrote about the reasons we write.… Continue reading Something To Keep