Winter lately

has seemed to be

seeping through the cracks of my home,

bringing inside with it

a feeling

of

brittle, crouching tightness.

I am reminded

by a gift and a dear one

to remember

what is important

and to forgive

the forgetting

when I do.

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Inside

& outside

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Enjoying a day
of Seattle's annual
February False Spring
before March arrives.


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Water & sky.


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Another all-instrumental mix of music
(a companion piece to this one)

It's dreamy
and quiet
and I've been listening to it almost non-stop.

Silver, Ruby, & Violet - February 2012
+ /=/ - Andrew Bird
+Arriving - Matt Harding
+Le Voyage - Mara Tremblay
+Burying Song - Hem
+Wolves' Pup - Six Organs of Admittance
+Duet for Guitars #2 - M. Ward
+Wallflower - Agnes Obel
+Single Beds Are Made For One - Elephant Revival
+An Interlude - The Decemberists
+Elegy - Balmorhea
+Bron-Yr-Aur - Led Zeppelin
+Avril 14th - Aphex Twin
+Heron - Jon Hopkins
+Cat Bells - Nancy Elizabeth
+Song for Jesse - Nick Cave & Warren Ellis
+Priere n3 - Yann Tiersen
+Cross - James Blackshaw
+Última Versión - Jenifer Ávila

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In recent days
I have been left feeling quite
raw
and wrung out.


I bedecked this frame
with leaves fallen from my ivy
because I'd gotten used to it
in my kitchen there,
and ceased to see it,
when right now, for me
it actually holds
the precise advice I need.


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