some nice photos taken over the weekend on jude's mobile are over at her blog - that's me off in a daze in the cowboy hat wandering through the country park with the lads. and the sculpture is an amazing addition to belfast's waterfront. more on that later in the week.
ten weeks today 'til we head to Provence. patience is a very inconvenient virtue to which to aspire.
a correction: daniel is not yet 4. he's only 3 and a half (ish). which makes his taste in music (see yesterday's post below) even more remarkable, let alone his vocabulary. he took a deep breath while on saturday's beach walk and said, utterly unprompted, "michael, i love your house. it's beautiful." an hour earlier he had stepped into the kitchen, and announced, "cary. . .[dramatic pause] . . .i love Greenbelt" and promptly turned on his heal and ran back into the garden. daniel is very into making such announcements. i hope he never grows out of such honest expression.
were i honest there is so much more i would say. but here's the rub of a blog: you start finding your voice and then you start editing your voice because this is ultimately a public, not a private, space.
was going to post some stuff i read at ikon ::virgin territory:: but in trying to do so i am overcome with a sense of panic. a guy approached me and asked for the details of the book from which i had read. i didn't get to find out who he is or where he was from but i passed over the book so he could take down the details. the book was delta of venus by anais nin. i suspect he has no idea what he is letting himself in for. ::shudders:: i hope he is an intelligent reader. if i could turn back time and warn him . . .
off to think about something else so i can sleep
x.
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