You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
C.S. Lewis

Alice and A Spot of Tea

A Proper Tea is much nicer than a Very Nearly Tea,
which is one you forget about after wards.
A.A. Milne

The steam seeping up from the manhole smelled of flour and bakery bread.

-4th ave/9th street

The Apple of Contentment

read the full story here

The Salt of the Earth Mingled with the Salt of the Sea.

 

(Lawrence Weiner "Statements" Print at the E|AB print fair, NYC Nov. 6-8)

Melba Toast

Rosebud Salve

Where the Wild Things Are

Pencils and Pens

Brussel Sprouts

Fall Leaves

Oregon Trail

Backpacking Through India

Water Towers

Forrest Fires

Rivers

1920

Umbrella Rain

Rusted Socks

Homecooked Meals

Meat Patties

Turquoise

Haze hanging up above

Pumpkin Patch

Decrepit old barns

Horse Hooves

Tofurkey

Red Satin Quilt

Queen Anne

Barcodes

Wrought Iron Fences

“A map is the greatest of all epic poems. Its lines and colors show the realization of great dreams.” Gilbert Grosvenor.

found here

“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat it, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”

William Saroyan

found here

"I think if it's not magical, it's not going to happen, because all the other solutions I see around me-religious solutions, scientific solutions, intellectual solutions- you know, everything is too little too late and not good enough."

Woody Allen

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet 

Are of imagination all compact.

A Midsummer Night's Dream

"Hey you, It's your friend, me. Let's talk soon."

answering machine messages

"be yourself. everyone else is already taken."-oscar wilde

Autumn

Early oozings

Unwise, probably, to start anticipating fall this early in the summer season, but I can’t wait for the day when a glass of ice water may stand upright on my desk without four napkins to soak up its sweat.

And it will be nice when mornings don’t have that haze to them that melts makeup and makes you look at 8 AM the way you normally do at five. Summer clothing, too, is a terrible thing to negotiate. The balance between comfort and propriety—now leaning dangerously in the direction of skimpy dresses and short-shorts—will return in fall to an easier compromise of covered limbs and garments that can be buttoned up.

Walks are better in fall. Apples too. The air smells better, time spent indoors is cozier, the sun feels more exceptional. There’s no point in pining, but something tells me I’m not pining quite yet— just testing the middle ground between yearning and anticipation.

Magic Molly, Found here.

Exactly how I am feeling right now. I am tired of the heat and humidity that plagues the city streets. I am excited to be back in Connecticut for a few weeks, laying in the green grass with a good book, driving down to the beach for a picnic and a late afternoon swim, playing tennis with mi madre and running around the gorgeous old park in my town (designed by famed Central Park man Frederick Law Olmstead), chilling with my yellow lab Milly, trips to the Umbrella Factory and an end of summer family reunion and cape cod visit…. Then back for the craziness that will be Senior year… at least there will be colorful leaves, hot chocolate runs, reading under a cozy blanket and sweater-weather to help a scattered mind out.

Now getting a paragraph out of him is like pulling a piano out of a pond...

Winter Passing.

Today.

1. Letter Writing

2. Rooftops

3. Ramen Noodles

4. Diet Coke

5. Sunflowers

6. Polaroids

7. This Side of Paradise

8. Tea-Tree Oil

9. Keds

10. Red Lipstick

“I’d like to buy a little villa in Italy and write all day, with lots of sweet babies running around and a divine husband.”

-Sophie Dahl

I think I'm going to have a dinner party where no one speaks. I'll give all my guests pens and pads instead of the usual dinner conversation.

Karl Lagerfeld's Twitter.

She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.

J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Knew

"Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they've all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe." -- Neil Gaiman

Do you want to go to the seaside?
-the kooks