Thursday, May 16, 2013

You, my own deep soul,
trust me. I will not betray you.
My blood is alive with many voices
telling me I am made of longing.

From The Book of Hours I, 39

Saturday, April 20, 2013

This is one of my favorite songs. The Ke$ha version made me cry (!) the first time I heard it; it's so haunting and forlorn. I have been listening to female vocal covers of it today, and I found this Melanie one. I like her hippie vibe, but she sounds a bit too spaced out for me. Joan Baez slays. The Dylan version reigns supreme, though, because he's just so glib and apathetic. You can tell he is a bit sad, but ultimately just doesn't give a fuck. Plus I am in love with the harmonica.




Shoot guns




More camping

Ride bikes

Ride motorcycles

More hiking

Hot springs

Hot springs camping and hiking trips

Go cool places

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Tequila Por Mi Amante, or "Tequila for My Lover," from "The Gentleman's Companion," by Charles H. Baker, Jr., 1939. Strawberry infused Herradura Silver tequila, with a handwritten label.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

I see my life drifting by, and I know I'm gonna die.

Today's a good day. New shoes, new sweatshirt, new anointing oil, delicious food, and loving my man. And this song. Always this song.