“I’m making a list of soft things so I don’t go mad. This is what I wait for. Gray light before the sun rises. Waking up at the lake. Musty smoke from a campfire thick in your hair, on your skin, shaken from your sweater. Earth under your fingers. Green things growing. The sound of blueberry pancakes sizzling, crackling in a buttered skillet. Laughter, when you are incandescently happy. Finding a relic. Freckles. Grilled peaches and sweet corn and watermelon juices running down your skin. Light falling through tress on a pathway empty of anyone but you. Hearing the waves. Waking to a quiet house. Coffee stains. Lipstick marks on a cup. Your spot. Being recognized. Shadows. Alignment, like stars, alignment like sacred. Wonder and thinking you are something bigger and I don’t know, that somehow it will be alright. Being okay. Eating all the raspberries from the patch and…
Hi Tonya, Somehow a photo of your beautiful kitty Clementine was saved on my computer. I am writing a post about Halloween for City Lifestyles Magazine (on-line) and I have a photo of a tortoiseshell kitty that lives in our neighborhood. I would like to include the photo of Clementine to show the difference between a calico and a “tortie”. I will link to your blog in my post and will say that she is your kitty. Is that ok with you? Thank you! Becky
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Hi Becky, That’s completely fine. Sounds like an interesting and fun article! Thanks for including Clementine Kitty. 🙂
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