Monday, October 27, 2014

weird one

It's something, but in the end just right. I hope you had the time of your life. Sofia sad gave us a leave and say here's a poem for you. I asked her what the problem was and she said daddy, there are flowers behind you daddy, there are trees behind you.daddy, there are leaves behind you. Daddy, there are fairies and again and again and again. 

If something real happens that is unbelievable does that make it fiction?

poem of day

synchronicity today with the artist's way.

first in an episode of wtf, some guy talking about how it changed his life 25 years ago, a head writer for letterman. 

then a song-writer friend of mine mentioned it on FB.

It followed another synchronicity (a kind of underline).

I can no longer remember what it was.

Let it stand for what it should be, a mystery.

But the artist was, 30 minutes of writing every morning, 3 pages, hand written, seems to be calling out to me.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

I'm not sure how it happens that we acquired so much magic this weekend on Cape Cod. Today we went to the Wellfleet Oyster Festival, whichjust happen to be going on this weekend in Wellfleet.. There was a kid-area where the girls...danced to a fun band, played dress-up, jumped around in a bouncy house, got cotton candy, balloon animals and their face painted. Free. On the way out of town we stopped at a little store that sold little works of art. We bought an oyster shell painted to look like a pirate for Gen's dad. The woman seemed to be charmed by Sofia, who was ooh-ing and ah-ing over the fairie houses, and gave her a little vial of fairy dust, with a little pewter fairy hanging from it.  Sofia said that she needed one for her sister too who was outside with Mom, and so the woman gave one for Lucia as well. Wow. I told Sofia that you could tell it was real magic because the woman had given it to us as a gift. I told her we would have to find special ways to use the fairy dust. She said we could use it to sprinkle on birthday presents for our friends. then Gen went into a store along the way and told the woman behind the counter that she loved the plants out front. So the woman went outside and made for cuttings of the different plants and gave them to Genevieve. A fantastic gift that will keep on giving. 

Friday, October 17, 2014

Plan C

we are on our way up to Provincetown for the weekend. Our plan A for today -going to a cranberry bog- was foiled when we found out the tours were full. Our plan B -going to the aquarium in Woods Hole- was squashed when we found out it was closed for renovations. We did not have a plan C, so we just stopped at the base of Cape Cod to eat lunch at a little restaurant in Wareham, MA. We noticed at the restaurant there was a separate counter where you could rent kayaks and canoes. So we spontaneously rented a canoe and then took it out to a wondrously pristine spring-fed body of water called Tihonet Pond. We set out into the trance-inducing patterns of sun playing on water, which I have been craving ever since I watched Darin Stevenson's video essay about liquid sentience called "scare the rectangles III" on YouTube. There are blue herons flying over our head, black snapper turtles with orange trim sunning on rocks and glowing white swans. We paddle the canoe until we are gliding parallel with a swan. I watch him and revel in the way the bright white shows up against the scrolling background of orange, red and yellow leaves on the bank of the lake. Turns out no plan was the way to go today.

Saturday, October 11, 2014


My ecstatic whitmanic moment of standing in the rain listening to pandora lady day jazz play in a megaphone, drinking coffee and officially welcoming people to the Sunnyside Oktoberfest.

I lived in Boulder for 10 years and  only knew a few of my neighbors. I have lived here less than a year and already dozens of my neighbors because of this park. 

I also love that every other face represents a different ethnicity and culture. This is the most diverse city in the world.

it is great to see their smiling kids as they enter in and see the Ferris wheel, clowns and rides.