I wonder if I take you home Would you still be in love, baby… i’ve only written one song ever. compared to my sister who has a cd out or my other sister with a demo out, traveling to nyc to play at open mic spots, and playing at the small-town coffee shop in potsdam… Continue reading in love baby
yup, this is my family. and pictures from this past weekend.
what am i spinning? nickel creek’s newest album. it’s the best ever. ———- Helena, don’t walk away Before you give me back my heart If it were mine, it would be yours to take I’m sorry I’ve let down my guard, oh Helena You looked so sweet I should have seen While I was playing… Continue reading
– it was so cold friday night that we didn’t get to sleep until after 3:30. we did everything we could think of to amuse ourselves and distract us from the cold. we ate snacks, we had snoring contests (i don’t think i should be proud that i won), talked about The Sound of Music,… Continue reading my weekend
i love you to the moon and back…
wanna walk with me? here’s what i see. up the cemetery drive. the tree that i sit at. yup, nice and fresh. sometimes i can see the adirondacks. the opposite way and i see my fields. i love it. the different colors. the sun through it all. the funny signs. i like the color green.… Continue reading my place
follow the links. now go. and also, the man won last night.
i’ve always been a early afternoon/evening walker. i would never be a early morning walker, and who in their right mind walks mid-morning? well, that’s how i used to think. by 11:00 this morning, i was already in need of my walk. it was perfect. everyone was at work and all the kids were at… Continue reading would you?
isn’t she purty? you can tell i am a large part sanguine. my previous post was written 5:00 this evening when i was all down. an hour later i was in front of our grill, loving the smell of it, looking around at our yard, and loving my life. a few hours later, with my… Continue reading me some more
i don’t really like myself. so i don’t blame you if you don’t like me. it’s not that i woke up this morning, and realized that i hate what i’ve become — because i haven’t become anything. and that’s what i hate. i hate that i haven’t changed. i hate that i’m still making the… Continue reading you and me