ghosts of summer’s past

 

 

 

 

 

“..the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn..”

T.S. ELIOT

(excerpt from To Walter de la Mare)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

there are times..

 

 

 

 

 

 

it’s good to trust that voice inside your head

but only if it’s your own

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

timeless fashion

 

 

 

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sweet anticipation led to insomnia
she rose before dawn
and dressed in the dark

 

 

 

 

 

 

the way home

 

 

 

 

 

“But every memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stroke our hair with dreaming, habitual fondness, not having meant to keep us waiting long.”

 

 

~ Marilynne Robinson, Housekeeping

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

morning fuel

 

 

 

“There’s a safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milk shake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner.”

 

David Lynch, Catching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness, and Creativity