photos by engenio recuenco.

your personal moon.

i dont know who took these (my russian is non-existant, alas) but they're amazing arent they?

my arms are empty but never my heart

by julianna swaney

i watched frida again yesterday. its really too amazing. (eg. some of the dresses, oh my goodness!) but here are a few frames that make me very happy inside indeed.

i read a book last year while in europe. actually i read a few. one i didnt like so much i left it at an airport. oslo i think. but this one i did like. also, notable about me is my habit of reading books with a pen in one hand, underlining parts that after i read them, change who i am. yes, i guess that makes me a book vandal also.

'sometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living'

jonathan safran foer, extremely loud and incredibly close.

courage.

one day alice came to a fork in the road and saw a cheshire cat in a tree. 'which road to i take?' she asked. 'where do you want to go?' was his response. 'i don't know,' alice answered. 'then,' said the cat. 'it doesn't matter.'

lewis carroll

when i grow up i want to be like

kate micucci

dear deer

the reason i wished my name was rex all last week.

this is awesome.

rex the dog - bubblicious

a weird sort of validation.

crazy. i finally sheepishly admitted this weekend that one of my very secret guilty pleasures is spooning dexter on the couch watching 'law and order' on the one channel that our telly bothers to pick up semi okayish (its a snowy winter all year round in our house).

and today! look what i found! a bit late for valentines day i regret, but still pretty darn awesome.

plus, now i know i'm not alone.

these lovely cards that say it all are by brandon bird.

wish i were here.

i am so tired today.

and i dont particularly want to be indoors right now.

or in the city.

prove it.

i watch too many films for work that i would otherwise probably avoid. this week is sweet boy and his ever faithful dog week. well hello lassie, spot, beethoven et al. i love dogs (dexter!) but this is hard. anyway.

however, this frame from 'my dog skip' did it for me.

nine moustaches.

present for you. ha ha.

returning.

this photo by simen johan is perhaps my favourite photograph right now.

(and yes guys, both little foxes remind me of dexter)

digiblues.

something's amiss. i'm getting tired of this. putting up pictures, songs, things.

there's a word for it, but i can't think of it right now.

rush.

rivers know this: there is no hurry. we shall get there some day.

-winnie the pooh

forget the sun.

old snaps.

these are my buddies. mareesa and friedl. they happen to also be engaged. to each other. but they weren't back when this picture was taken.

portrait.

-from the film 'zidane'.

swordfish.

a film in three frames.

94.

my great aunt margit passed away today.

she was 94 years old.

i felt my mom's tears and i'm swallowing down mine.

with her goes a whole generation.

the end of old beauty. of a precious passed time.

and all thats left is us.

stuff written on walls.