It rained for hours on Sunday. I took more than one solitary walk, quietly happy as the rain fell in a cocoon around me and I listened. Listened carefully as the memories of other rainy days echoed through streets now silent and deserted.
Remembering Rainbows
It’s been one of the strangest weeks that I can remember. One by one various aspects of our daily life have simply floated away on the breeze until we are left as we are now, amidst a shrunken landscape which seemed to have closed its shutters around us all.
Swirling Leaves
There’s a sweet little preschool on our street just a few doors down from our house. Called Happyland it has a brightly painted gate and I often happen to be out and about with the dog at drop off and pick up time. Duke adores children and he enjoys walking past the school or sniffing nearby and saying the odd hello when parents ask if their child can pet him.
Searching for Phrases
‘Rage: Sing, Goddess, Achilles’ rage,
Black and murderous, that cost the Greeks
Incalculable pain, pitched countless souls
Of heroes into Hades’ dark,
And left their bodies to rot as feasts
For dogs and birds, as Zeus’ will was done.’
A Blowing Wind
Rough winds and frigid temperatures blew into Los Angeles last night hard on the heels of a heatwave. We were woken suddenly from slumber at midnight by the banging of a loose door on our roof terrace. Comically large palm tree branches festooned the streets this morning as we drove to school
Into the Quiet
In my wanderings around our new neighborhood I’ve found a lovely spot for contemplation. The Culver Hotel built in 1924 is a wedge shaped Art Deco building which reminds me of the Flatiron Building in Madison Square Park in Manhattan, although their architectural styles are different. It stands in the middle of the bustling downtown area and has a charmingly leafy patio which whispers of long lunches and intricate conversations.
A Light Time Experience
We’ve been swept up in a whirlwind of change these past few weeks. As the old year rolled without pause into the new we packed up our apartment in Brentwood and moved across town to the home we recently purchased in Culver City. We have been busy ever since with the work of unpacking our life into a new abode and the experience of dwelling alongside more boxes than we cares to count.