“The grass in the back field was almost waist high, and now there was goldenrod, that late-summer gossip which comes to tattle on autumn every year. But there was no autumn in the air today; the sun was still all August, although calendar August was almost two weeks gone.”
― Stephen King
“This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer’s last stand.”
― Sara Baume
“July, that lovely hell, all
velvet dresses and drapes
stuffed into a hot little hole.”
— Laura Kasischke
“In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.” — Steinbeck
Read More June 2022When bullying April bruised mine eyes
With sleet-bound appetites and crude
Experiments of green, I still was wise
And kissed the blossoming rod.
– Cecil Day-Lewis
March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside. – V. E. Schwab
Read More March 2022“Why, what’s the matter,
That you have such a February face,
So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?”
― William Shakespeare
Try to remember when life was so tender / That love was an ember about to billow.
Read More September 2021There was more color in October than I had thought. My GF and I did a fun horror photo shoot. I ate amazing Soul Food and made my favorite fall treat: the stuffed and baked pumpkin. B and I went to my first California Renaissance Faire. BP and I went to the most amazing Halloween […]
Read More October 2021 • The RestIf you don’t love life you can’t enjoy an oyster; there is a shock of freshness to it and intimations of the ages of man, some piercing intuition of the sea and all its weeds and breezes. – Eleanor Clark
Read More OCTOBER 2021 • AN IMPROMPTU ESCAPE TO LONG BEACH, CA • PART II
A Place For Everything. 