Monday, January 9

summertime, wintertime








































I found more pictures from our holiday this summer that I hadn't posted yet. I miss this place.


Meanwhile, a flock of geese flew over our back garden in a V this morning. Tim saw a squirrel fighting with 3 blue jays the other day, and on yesterday's walk I saw the neighborhood hawk soaring overhead on curved wings.


Mimi has her paw jammed under the studio door, shut to keep the heater efficient. She wants to come in. A fresh glass of kombucha with pressed ginger root is to hand as I print polaroids, one of which is going to quebec (I've never even been.) The sun is shining, the baby's moving, and hunger drives my days. I go to bed with snacks, and awake ravenous.




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