8.12.2011

Been away writing
PEI Lighthouse by Raceytay
3-ring binders, Make Your Nest
Kodak Brownie camera, luncheonettevintage
rotary dial phone, Calloocallay
1950s shot glasses, luncheonettevintage
College diner sneakers, luncheonettevintage
Rosehip soap by Rockytop
jadite plate
Crescent Beach postcard, Oregon, the old barn door
Truth is, I've been writing right here. At the kitchen table. Truth is, that's where it works the best. But my brain's been at the beach. That's the only way. At night, dogs milling around me, we all take a walk and watch the evening pushing the field grass towards the fence that divides us from the old meadow. The sun starts going down. I hear water.

2 comments:

racey.tay said...

I can hear the water, too, Jana. Beautiful post. Thank you for including me here. I'm touched.

Tracey

Callooh Callay said...

Such a wonderful mood you've created. Where I live, I hear trains, but dream of the ocean.

Thanks for including my phone!

Susan