Saturday, May 3, 2014


“To love at all is to be vulnerable. 

Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable." 

- C.S. LEWIS

Thursday, May 1, 2014

are you living in fear

or are you alive?
your dreams vivid when you wake
or 
 just a recollection 
of a thing called a dream
a light-speed life 
one day too long
could cause you to dream of the

hundred
acre 
woods



Tuesday, April 8, 2014

bake bake

the making of 

cheesecake!

and hearing a song I love
simple things are the only things that move me 
as of late

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Thursday, January 30, 2014

rainy nights . . .

for whatever reason 
bring
David Driver to mind.


Sunday, December 29, 2013

I've loved this song for quite a while. . .

but just saw the video for the first time.