it is as heavy as bruised thunderstorm, as worn out as a knitted blanket. it smothers, it drains, it craves something melodic, soothing, carrying. it is a lonely waft of steam over a hasty cup of tea. it is a dirty sock, a mound of freshly baked abandoned laundry. it is a ghost perpetually winking… Continue reading homesickness defined
hello my lovely friends! life has been a bit busy recently, and so while many times I have sat down to write a new post, few times have I gotten farther than a couple paragraphs. things like jobs, college preparations, nannying, graduations, and mangled attempts at creative projects are playing tug-a-war with the thinking real… Continue reading a small announcement: of you and me art
Don’t rush the sun in setting, Don’t join it at the end, But watch it creep across the sky, In whispers of the wind. Don’t ask to see it hurry, Don’t tell it ‘hasten now,’ But enjoy the quiet stillness, As it greets the old oak’s bough. Watch it bow and curtesy,To its weathered friend,Who… Continue reading don’t rush the sun in setting {original poem + linocut stamp}
Hello friends, happy Thursday. I have returned with yet another (and final) retrospective post about last year. At the beginning of 2021 I created a list of writing-themed goals to pursue. No surprise here: I did not accomplish them all (even though most of them were purposefully vague haha), but I am still rather glad… Continue reading in which I revisit my writing goals from 2021 and write new ones
This is where I resurface for the death of the leaves during my favorite season and scatter random thoughts like the wind. For example, since my unexplained disappearance from the blogging sphere, I have discovered that there is nothing like college applications to make you feel like you've accomplished nothing with your high-school years. While,… Continue reading Autumn Ramblings {feat. my fall photo dump, the four winds, and Howl’s Moving Castle}
This is no baking blog and yet I bake, and baking is most definitely an art. As with many things, preparing meals is rather an established and ordinary sort of task. Yet, it is a valid and generous facet through which to bring art into the mundane everyday habits of living. That said, I do… Continue reading Scones, strawberries, and colors
It's hard to believe that it's already May of 2021. A few more months and I'll be a legal adult, but in the meantime, I have started the process of applying to various colleges, signed up for the CLT test, painted half a tiger, and finished classes for my junior year. Plus some other various… Continue reading April | pictures, writings, and little thoughts
This past weekend it was my great pleasure to make crepes and a pot of tea with a very good friend of mine and then sit across the table on my back porch to discuss art, beauty, and poetry, as well as her new blog, Listening to the Sky. As a formal-ish introduction, Kailey is… Continue reading In which I interview a very good friend | collab with listening to the sky
Hullo all and welcome to what will most likely be a sprawling post with plenty of pictures and vague ideas to go around. Prepare yourselves properly. With a bit more time in my schedule due to the end of Mock Trial season, I have grand plans and grand schemes including a hope to return to… Continue reading Of Umbrellas, Great Aunts, and Parrots {camp nano 2o21}
the rain-drenched writer. 