violets&vines.
My personal photoblog.
Posted 2 years ago
And I have all these thoughts in me; where do I put them all? How do I get them out, existing in the world? Where will they go and flourish? Without a folder to put them, will they ever materialize?
Posted 2 years ago
When the world ain’t so bright, I take my dancing feet to the light. Make my life into lemonade, a chore while humming along. Time don’t seem so long, and then the world don’t look so shaded.
(Laundry room of old apartment building. Checkerboard floor = dancefloor, when no one else was around…)
Posted 2 years ago
Today started off nicely, skies ahead were sunny and the clouds were just white decoration. It became overcast near the end, and I didn’t see it coming: the firestorm unleashed, the sun made for me to crash into. Will I be only singed, or will I burn up - obliterated, removed, relocated?
Posted 2 years ago
Promise - Slash feat. Chris Cornell (via Zozodian)
Love Slash’s whole new album but this song’s a definite don’t-miss!
Posted 2 years ago
(2 months ago. I’m in the middle.) One of the best workdays ever. We work hard, have a little fun. Miss my old store, miss these two, and all there. ♥
Posted 2 years ago
the accomplice.
Black dog took me for a walk today; his nails have grown unruly and I suspect it’s from the weather. He was intent on his destination and never stopped, never distracted. He led me to the forest and we eventually stopped in front of a large, old oak tree. Its bark was rough and dry, lending itself to a scaly appearance. Its branches were not as full as the other trees nearby. The sunlight easily filtered through the scarcity here where it was blocked by the thick growths of the others. The leaves on the ground were slick and many had slashes from the steps of the black dog with his sharp nails.
We stopped then for awhile. Not relaxing fully but no longer so focused on the walk. Black dog scratched at the earth and after some time had dug a small hole. He sat by it for a few moments and I did not know what he was thinking. This forest had been quiet with only a few scatterings of sounds and wildlife to keep it feeling alive. One of those scatterings was a small bird, a robin, fluttering about at ground level and picking at the soil for worms. Black dog saw it then and before I knew it, he was on top of the bird. The robin, who had been distracted by the still-writhing worm in its mouth, hadn’t suspected a thing. The worm dropped forgotten to the forest floor as black dog carried the silent bird back to the oak tree.
Black dog set the robin down unceremoniously in the hole he had earlier created. The featherweight bird didn’t make a sound when it hit the bottom. With only a short glance upward at me, he began to slowly fill the hole back up with dirt. When the hole was sufficiently covered, black dog raked the top layer of soil with his nails, snorted, and laid down atop the mound of freshly-disturbed earth. I watched as he yawned and set his angular head down on his big front paws. He sat opposite me in front of the tree and though I assumed him to be preparing to sleep, his eyes never closed as they held my gaze.
After some time and a great deal of wondering black dog’s motives, I had slouched down and drifted off with my back against the old oak tree. I awoke when some dirt impacted me like shrapnel, unintended but forceful nonetheless. As I brushed off my dirtied shoulder, I caught sight of black dog. He was digging again, next to the hole where the robin resided. This new hole was much larger.
A micro-sized glimpse into my macro-sized life.To keep me sane, to make me crazy.
Love me, leave me, ask me.
Find me, follow me, free me.
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