on musings
02.08.24back&
forth
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"the river is in ribbons, patchwork squares of green and brown. But the clouds, the clouds — fluffy, layered. the feelings — awe, beauty, the wistfulness and mirth of remembering the moment as a child you realized you couldn’t sit on a cloud, the realization you spent many years climbing mountains and loving the feeling of being in, above, and around the clouds. nothing is accidental. is there anything more romantic than a sunrise, sunset, fog, lights over a city, trees in the forest, and above it clouds on clouds on clouds."six hours on a flight of sunshine from iceland to our nation's capital city was one of my favorites i have ever been on. moving backwards in time is forever magical. like dc to california, we gain some hours and my body is happy on west coast time.
february-- makes me smile thinking of finally hearing dar williams live.
concerts i am looking forward to - the decemberists, iron & wine, old school.
moving soon, a new pool, things up in the air. it will all work out, it always does.
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