Taking some wacky, slightly fantastical photos with the sword Leif gave me as a present for my thirtieth birthday came to me at exactly the right moment!
Another personal log, but this time I'm in the woods!
I was on vacation from the 29th of June until the 11th of July — and it was so
nice! I was really fortunate to get a bit of travelling done last fall, but
In which I describe my first two nights wandering throughout Paris, mostly in the XVIe and the Marais so far. Includes shoddy cell phone photos! :D
On a trip to visit family in the USA, we went to visit Storm King Art Centre, which I'd been wanting to see for ages
We hop into the car late on Friday evening. A dog, five humans, lots of bags. Another human and two dogs will be joining us the next day up north. We drive through a night punctuated by blurred yellow lights as we get further north, the radio set to the rock station I listened to in high school.
> this is freedom. This is the force of faith. Nobody gets
what they want. Never again are you the same. The longing
is to be pure. What you get is to be changed.
My sister and I step onto the bus, exiting the airport into a bright world with bleary eyes and exhaustion wrapped around us like cloaks.
We started walking near the Trocadéro, the Eiffel tower an uneasy metal clarion rising through a misty November sky.