Tuesday, August 23, 2011


Three moons have waxed and waned since my last post. And after one more, I'll have celebrated my birthday. This is the first time I'm not terribly excited, but I guess that's a lie because I've been thinking about it for a week and wondering if/how I should celebrate.

There was an earthquake today. As I stood outside my office building in the midday sunshine wondering what would happen in a real emergency, I realized hundreds of thousands of others throughout the country were doing the exact same thing.

I was recently Ireland for two weeks. It was beautiful and wet. Hopefully I'll have pictures soon. I can't even begin to fathom the ancient history on that tiny little island.

I am exhausted but thought I should put some words on a page. Or on a screen. Or in a box. Or on a fox.

I have lilacs on my mind.