Just saying hi

because I haven't been around much lately(/ever). I will occasionally have a grand master-plan of a blog-post pop into my head then put it off and put it off until I need to go to bed anyway. These ideas usually dissipate by morning. Maybe I would write more if everyone I like talking to read this. My dream is to assemble all of my close or semi-close friends onto *gasp* a single blogging client! Convenience is lovely.

Lately, I've been an expert at putting off work. I'm only occasionally guilty about that. Warm weather, especially in the early evening, coaxes me outside for no reason and I dare not deny myself the unique-to-summer pleasure of warm concrete on bare feet.

Little seasonal joys fill me up and, despite regular daytime life-woes, I go to sleep content almost every night.







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Another Edna St. Vincent Millay poem I adore:

Assault

I.
I had forgotten how the frogs must sound
After a year of silence, else I think
I should not so have ventured forth alone
At dusk upon this unfrequented road

II.
I am waylaid by Beauty. Who will walk
Between me and the crying of the frogs?
O, savage Beauty suffer me to pass
That am a timid woman, on her way
From one house to another!