29.7.09

afternoons and coffeespoons

Word of the day: Brilliant

Didi: [as an insult to me] You're brilliant.

He wisely decided to call me brilliant after he learned the definition.

20.7.09

summer, sneakers, scattered showers and sundresses

Sorry, Brittany - I just stole half of your alliteration.

Too much food is a bad idea.


The path followed was blackened tar this evening. Running a relatively straight course, though many deviants are scattered in opposite directions leading to an abrupt end.

"The course of love never did run smooth" (A Midsummer's Night Dream, Act 1, scene i) - or life, in this case, but it does lead onwards to a better destination than those found by veering away.

13.7.09

entertained by ants

As I was walking down the yellow line again this evening I was once more faced with binary opposites. On the left was the dark mystery of the cornfield, a foreground to the smog of glittering downtown. The right was on fire with light, the weeds and grass lit up across the surface, dotted with purple and yellow. Behind the trees was the setting sun, a calling to the light.

Dark and light - the ultimate conflict, the debate of phototaxis. Do we seek the mystery or look to the light?