Lately, I've been living a lot more outside than in. Perhaps, you've been able to tell from this blog? I can't say I know what happened, only that the six weeks I've been home have felt desperately short, and my garden very large, and weedy.
I have, of course, from time to time, wanted to tell you things. But somehow, it has been the least of my priorities to line things up for that. I have words without pictures, pictures without words. I have half-thought-up things, and have finished posts.
And tomorrow morning, whether I like it or not, my homebody will have to board that red-eye ferry, and muster some serious wanderlust once more. Even though all I really want to do right now, is to be like Moomintroll: plant potatoes and dream. But off I go: to the California coasts and redwoods, to swim in rivers, and visit with my Moon Sisters, and live in a tent for weeks on end. It's going to be grand. That is if I can get up in a few hours.
In parting, all I can offer you, are promises of more posts when I get back, and some gifts, should you require some entertainment, thoughts, ideas, or amusement in my absence. Boy does this internet thing have some seriously good stuff in it!
First, go read everything Ms. Mary Good has published online, right now. You can thank me later. It pains me that I will be in California and not be able to attend her workshop with Sylvia Lindsteadt. If you're in California, see if they still have room! Soliphilia sounds utterly amazing, and knowing these two ladies, I can guarantee it will be.
Oh and I also may have written a little something for Mary's blog. About trees. Because they are pretty much all I think about these days...
I also recommend that you check out this awesome article my girl Amber just published on her blog about everyone rushing to become a #plantwitch. It's funny and informative!
And speaking of the internet, here's one by Dani from Vicky's blog about unplugging the damn thing every once in a while, something I've been excelling at lately...
Is "excited" the right word for how someone might feel about a movie about climate change? It is if that someone is me, and this is that movie.
Speaking of movies, mine's playing at the Seattle International Film Fest! I'm sad to miss it, but you could go see it for me? Or you could just watch it here.
Heck, I might watch it if I get homesick on my travels. Just kidding. I won't have the interwebs. If I did, I'd also look at these pictures to feel less homesick about Finland too...
Oh and by the way, child-having people, why have you not told us non-child-having people about Masha and The Bear?!?!?!? Is it because you don't know about it? That's the only explanation that I can come up with. Otherwise, you're just cold. Cold, man. Cold. You have to watch it in Russian, and it is the single funniest, most nostalgic thing ever. No seriously, it doesn't even matter if you don't understand a word.
That's all I've got, but I'm sure I'll return with a lot of good stories. It'll be summer then. The chicks, weeds, and cabbages will be big...