mmm it's a grey and misty morning..
light spits of rain constantly drizzling down from this blanket in the sky. it's so perfect and delicious and cozy… a day for a fire and potato soup, and a good book to read.
for others, it might push you down and be doom and gloom.. terribly sad to have the sun away. but for me, it just…fits well, feeds my creative.
today, i pre-ordered the dread crew: pirates of the backwoods it was conceived by someone who inspires me to no end, kate inglis. her way with words is something else… i have followed her blog for a few years now, following highs and lowest of lows. she welcomes you in with this hearty full warmth, gets real, real quick… nitty gritty no frills, down to earth, and so witty. i've embarrassed myself plenty of times by sending her notes of adoration and love… i'm such a loser, but i've set her up on this shelf of wise, talented untouchables.
anyway, so yeah.. ordered that, it will be coming through my blue door in october. until then, i've been inspired by eric stewart to keep my eyes and ears out for woodland pirates in my area. there's bound to be plenty in the depths of the musky pubs….
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i set my alarm to get up fairly early this morning, anxiously waiting for the phone to ring. (why does that make my stomach so nervous?) hoping to hear from my friend, that she made it to the green island… i have no way of getting in contact with her, so just..sitting here.. relying on her to find her way to me-somehow… er. i'm starting to have bad feelings about this whole situation now.
keeping myself busy while the phone is attached to my palm… should i bake chocolate chip cookies and let the house drown in that heavily scent? hmph… no brown sugar…
so i sit here and watch, out of the finger smudged window-the mist drizzle down light and sweetly..
daydreaming about october.
about what awaits me this year…
feeling optimistic for no reason about…everything.
where did this girl come from?
i think i like her.
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I love those kind of days
You are so incredibly sweet. Must take issue though with 'wise talented untouchable'. I am so TOTALLY TOUCHABLE. The rest I'd scoff at too but that's bad form, I'm told by my mother, so I'll just say thank you for such vibrant encouragement. And thanks too for being one of those voices on the internet that makes me exhale in that nice fulfilled way whenever I come here. You're just one of those people I wish so much I could meet. Irish book tour! Let's make it happen. All in pubs. That's pretty much my idea of heaven.