The light has been odd lately. Like fall light with the stretched shadows & intense contrast between sun & shade, & the hard, brittle blue sky without clouds. We are surrounded by rain for days, & then the wind comes & dries it up.
It's hard to imagine living somewhere else...it's so beautiful.
Except that I could see myself back in Rainbow - with its own desert-y pulchritude. Lots of rocks & shrubs lumped up & down the mountains shouldering the freeways & passing them down into the valleys. If it weren't for the heavy traffic, it would look almost like pictures of Bethlehem.
Whatever.
I know everyone says this, but seriously...Star Trek -- damn fine entertainment.
I've made another book list, but this time it's mostly books I already own that I've never read. There are too many of those.
And also books I own that I need to read again.
I took some on the train to New York, but I never touched them. It was too enjoyable to be a part of the scenery going by - to hurtle through back yards & little hamlets.
I remember distinctly the little village with the church at the center....like it was from a Tim Burton film, or even The Village.
Sometimes I wish I'd been fast enough with my camera, but it's rather nice to have only a mental picture.
I'll see it again.
When I sit at my desk at night, these little chaps like to paste themselves against the window to bask in the light. Only one would be still for me.
I don't generally post about projects I've finished ("Dear Xanga - Well, I made my bed today..."), but...I like the my current ones, so...
My room is finally coming together. Finished the paper flower light string (with Casablanca to keep me comp'ny), & made some paper stars for my window.
The silk screen poster for the Taubman that Mr. Mitchell gave me is going somewhere special. Need to figure that out.
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