jaunts and jolts

Aside from the fact that this is the second day in a row I can only hear out of my right ear, life is good. My four hour jaunt to the tea shop today will be a painless little boost to my pocketbook and the free remedy of my favorite little plant always brightens my day.

New favorite activities: swinging at Mattocks Park (in the daylight), listening to the radio and driving - I surprise myself with how much I enjoy driving, and blowing around in the wind without a real address until September. I am off the map, on the road, and high, high in the sky.

Iron & Wine or The Postal Service?

A song for your trouble. Nothing new today.

Such Great Heights

"I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate
That God himself did make us into
Corresponding shapes like puzzles pieces
From the clay

True, it may seem like a stretch
But it's thoughts like this
That catch my troubled head
When you're away, when I am missing you to death

When you were out there on the road
For several weeks of shows
And when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
'Come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
'Come down now,' but we'll stay

I've tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat
Sounded thin upon listening

That frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down
When this is guiding you home

They will see us waving from such great heights
'Come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
'Come down now,' but we'll say..."

Tony B.

New favorite show: Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. He travels, eats local cuisine, and talks to everyone from world-famous chefs to the guys at the local bar. He's bitter, cynical, and an incredible dork. That, my friends, equals a good hour of television.

Suit and Tie

Rick and I are going to Heimie's Haberdashery this evening to finalize the tie color for the wedding. They have an old fashioned shave parlor and every male accessory you can imagine: hats, belts, shirts, ties, suits, scarves, gloves, shoes, socks, wallets, and bags. Some of the clerks have waxed mustaches and they all wear perfectly tailored suits. It's a fun store!

http://www.heimies.com/

Surrounded By

Chiricahua National Park is an amazing place to hike. Another trip to Arizona is definitely in my future. It keeps me balanced.

The rock spires have eroded from layers of ash that were deposited by a volcano eruption 27 million years ago. It is a little eerie to walk through this minefield - it feels like you are intruding on the ruins of some ancient palace.

The skyline around Tucson - what a beautiful area. I love the dry heat, mountains in every direction, and the incredible sky at night.

Sweet Land

I know I've written about this before, but I think about this film a lot. Crossing an ocean, struggling to live off the land, believing (or not believing) in God, new languages, growing old, and falling in love in Minnesota.

Elizabeth Reaser is spectacular.

maybe this is it.

On second thought, I like the poem this way as well.

I occur after hours
Disturbed by half empty glasses of wine
And food left-over.
The disarray frames my hysteria
About arguments, favorite songs,
Confessions, and professions about love.
In the early morning I hide my face
In the neutral folds of the bed
As if comforted by some illusion -
Some afterthought of what if
It all means what it means.