introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- solstice saturday solo solstice - 21 june, 2014 "she lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing."~ray lamontagne it wasn't hard to wake up even though i'd only been asleep for a few hours. the sun was coming up in the four o'clock hour...the fog of midsummer eve burning off gently by 7:30am. i knew i wasn't going back to sleep. i watched out my window for awhile. i really do love it here. the beauty of the place just awes me sometimes. i get to really stay here? i picked up the book i'm reading (the no cry sleep solution / elizabeth pantley, lent to me by erin.) i'm trying to sort out and start organizing the information i have. i read a chapter or two and then i put the book away because today is solstice and today, i wanted nothing more than to be outside, to cook something fresh and interesting just for me, and to enjoy the light of the long day. i was slow to start on my plans, though. i'm okay with that. i'm trying to practice just relaxing and not overplanning or stressing out too much when things don't go according to plan. sam ran over to welcome home brad this morning. i wanted to hear about their trip to ithica while sam and orla ran each other out happily, not having seen each other for a week. i talked a bit with cal this morning. i'm anxious for him to hang the shelves i brought back from boston so i can hang my pans and finally finish putting that part of the house to rest. i love my kitchen, though. i've got a vision, here...cal told me some interesting things about the houses on my street and the paper streets in the neighborhood. he explained that most of the houses on my block had been moved here from other locations when they ran the highway through. i can't imagine how one moves a house like these. that would've been something to see.he said there was one that didn't make it. it was made of stucco on the outside and they couldn't find a place to put it so it stayed out in a lot for awhile and then just crumbled apart. i walked in the woods for nearly an hour. i think i've got a new hypothesis to test. though it was breezy and sunny and dry, the mosquitoes were terrible on the rustic trails that i prefer so we stuck to the main paths when sam got a little tired and was more content to be on his lead right next to me. i submit that perhaps it is the time of day that matters when one is avoiding the worst of the blood-suckers. the most bitey times so far have been after 2pm. when i'm in there by 11am, it isn't insufferable. i'm going to try to go earlier tomorrow. i found the bog brook and some new things i haven't seen before. walking in those woods gives me so much time for my imagination to play. every place seems like a place where i'd like to build a fort and stay for a bit but...i'd get eaten alive. i can't wait to see how the seasons change in there. i'm saving for snowshoes. after our little hike, i dropped sammy off and went over to the hollywood-hannaford's (read that: fancier than the one i usually visit) and picked up a cart of fresh produce. i came home to rub the ribs i'd been brining all afternoon. i spiralized a couple of cucumbers for a cucumber noodle salad with cantaloupe and feta and white balsamic honey vinaigrette. fucking fancy, guys. it occurs to me that while i occasionally make a nice steak dinner (more boring to me these days) for myself, i rarely just make something awesome like this just for me. it was something i really enjoyed...and while i wish i had some company to share the candlelight and talk with me and enjoy what i put together...tonight was a date night with just me. i'll probably put moves on myself after that dinner, guys. grilled cantaloupe is happening again for breakfast. the sun dipped and i enjoyed dinner with quiet music. the dishes can wait for morning. i have been wishing for a glass of wine. don suggested drinking a glass (i'm allowed 2 a day if i wanted...i never have) and cooking with the rest. this seems like a good plan...maybe tomorrow night with dinner. it was a good day and i'm glad i spent it the way i did. it's late and i'm not tired. i've been thinking happily all day. it wasn't a holiday, exactly...but it was the longest day of the year...and worth stopping to enjoy. counting down weekends until i can get to the beach, until the brimfield antique show, until i can see my people again. summer is flying by and it just started. happily saturday night, america. xo, ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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