Wednesday, November 28, 2012


This has never happened before: I am excited for winter.

Yesterday morning it snowed. Really, it rained and it snowed. But as I walked back to my dorm room after my 8am history class, proper snowflakes were coming down. By noon, a little had collected on the grassy areas, like powdered sugar on a coffee cake. And I was thrilled.

I am excited by the greyness of the sky and the air. I am excited by the cold wind.

Maybe I was more aware this year of the bounty and the burden of summer (because of my internship at the farm), and now because of that I am more grateful for the quietude and beautiful bareness of winter.

I recently read this quote by Andrew Wyeth and paid little attention to it. Then, when the weather turned colder, it came rushing back into my mind:

This morning I cut a couple of paper snowflakes. Perhaps I'll make some classic paper chain decorations this weekend. I'm already dreaming of the scarfs and hats and sweaters (maybe) I will knit (maybe because first I have to learn to knit). I'm excited to start listening to this record again; it sounds like winter to me. And I've started a pinboard collection, here, of wintery things. 

Come winter. I think this year you and I will get along.

painting by corey paker

Saturday, November 17, 2012

market and a picnic

A Friday afternoon: went to market with a friend and picked up some goodies (an Ethiopian hand pie, plums, and cardamom cookie), then ate them at the Pinnacle

Thursday, November 15, 2012

only november

Despite what you may think upon going out in public and being bombarded by Christmas paraphernalia and Christmas songs and Christmas treats, it is still fall.
And I am glad of that.