it's the etsy things

that remind me of my dad that sting.

i lost myself

after school today in a book titled "Not Becoming My Mother: And Other Things She Taught Me Along the Way" by Ruth Reichl; this lead me to reflect on my own mothers life, and in this i will hold in the close pages of my diary for myself. so many people say things without saying them. some people are easier to read than others. some people are easier to love than others.

"This could be a guidebook for rethinking the entire lives of an entire generation of women, and it shows us how to do it with kindess and clear-eyed compassion."
- Ann Patchett

also, listened to some johnny cash while making these fun cupcakes.

misses lonely hearts

mr. parker has three yellow markers.
yes, he loves those three yellow markers.
you may ask,
"mr. parker, what do you do with those three yellow markers?"
"what do you expect?" replies mr. parker.
"why i go around the world and color in all yellow flowers just a tad darker."

twelve days until i leave for rainfest.
less than a month until i leave for germany.

two months later...

and here i am blogging again :)

updates:
planning my trip to germany for the summer
planning my start of culinary school in the fall
more on these later.

sometimes i envy
the bees in their hives
busy, always busy
and too occupied to consider
the properties and formation
of the flowers and honey
of their own existence and meaning
inside the geometry of their home.
and of why
why i yell in pain on instinct
in an excursion
to the outside.