6.29.2007

green, everywhere


the sink drain in this small room of ours is labeled "american standard," and i'm happy to report i've been spitting on it all morning. what joy.

it was a rocky and sweaty start to what she likes to call our road to relaxation. but we have landed somewhere safe- where j has thousands of memories hiding in the hills. she brought me here last fall, proudly, to show me its beauty.
i also got to see the beginning of a not so tidy little story of a shy red head from the midwest. we sat on its hill last night, listening to bull frogs and giggles from the secret woods, finally feeling
like everything had stopped
and we were just there with
nothing swirling or falling around us.

vermont is next. the green mountains are calling.