welding arcs
a visit to the aquarium
jakes
(no apostrophe)
an uptown landmark for greazy breakfast.
j’aime bien cette boutique
tombees du camion – roughly translated: “things that fell off the truck” (rough indeed. what’s not prettier in french?)
my most recent banner image features a little toy my friend tammy brought back from a paris trip during which she stumbled over this gem of a place.
wanna go. maybe if something horrendous happens in november, I will, for good.
family cabin
‘way up north in michigan.
wisconsin on the way
boo!
the egg man
yellow dawn
the colors at sunset and sunrise have been startling and super-saturated– last night it was golden-orange against the building opposite for a good while, instensifying bit by bit into darkness– this morning I awoke from busy dreams desperate to pee, and when I returned to bed, the color of framed window light arrested me– a deep butter yellow, and all the branches and leaves still, as if in attendance on something holy. I lay there watching the color shift to a lighter, greyish early morning cast, and the trees began to sway and shiver with moving air, a breeze that smelled of autumn and moist growing things– and then I had to sneeze and go blow my nose.