Wednesday 3 February 2010

House by the Sea



1. Storm in a Teacup, 2. The Newest Form of Transportation, 3. ., 4. one thousand mornings

I've been dreaming of love and of freedom...
-Iron&Wine

Have you ever stood on the edge of a cliff watching the waves below and wondered what the odds are of surviving the jump? That's how I feel right now... I'm standing on the edge of that cliff; that north wind blowing around me, it's carrying snow or salt or ash and it's tugging that thread from my pockets and whispering through the curls of my hair, my fingers are raw with ice and ink and pins but I can smell rain and strawberries and I wonder what my odds are...

Today has been grey; a strange half-light which smells like smoke, tea-filled, text-filled day, all talk and silence, red tulips and well worn cups and I'm so very ready for spring. Today I love the thaw and the green, I love blue ink and blue music and I badly miss my ring. Today the woman I am can read the signs, she can turn that straw into gold and she will sleep on pins or peas but she won't bring those wild birds home; brothers and princes should be free...

2 comments:

John said...

Red tulips marmalade tea and channel No.5- you're a fairytale at my kitchen table.
Happy you started posting again girly!

Pete said...

You know we all fly home we always do! Love the blog! And yeah a fairytale in a red dress