Gleaning

Just got back from visiting my parents to find that we have nothing to eat in the house! Makes me wish for the bounty pictured above...

Coffee is all I have to sustain me now.

Spring Ebelskivers

Eeeeeeee

This website is so great and has provided me with a great distraction from writing my paper!

BAD BOATS

(The following post from the blog I started with Lily. I'm going to stop putting them on this page so here is a link in case you want to follow what's happening between the two of us!)

Halo! School has all of a sudden become wicked crazy this week and I have a slew of papers and projects due all in a few short days. I feel like I hardly had a weekend and was working most of the time.

I have an art project due on Tuesday and I need a collection of assorted fabrics. When I went looking for them I found this sweater! Totally unrelated to my project but a nice find, warm and well suited to the cold crawl towards Spring.



Other than that I don't have much to share, I've been so shut up in my world of work. But this is a wonderful poem I read over the weekend. It's by Laura Jensen.

Bad Boats

They are like women because they sway.
They are like men because they swagger.
They are like lions because they are king here.
They walk on the sea. The drifting
logs are good: they are taking their punishment.
But the bad boats are ready to be bad,
to overturn in water, to demolish the swagger
and the sway. They are bad boats
because they cannot wind their own rope
or guide themselves neatly close to the wharf.
In their egomania they are glad
for the burden of the storm the men are shirking
when they go for their coffee and yawn.
They are bad boats and they hate their anchors.