A series of lazy days, wherein I attempt
to hack chunks off of a steadily expanding list,
but when I’m chilly I seem to get less done-
I need to crouch near the heater and
contemplate the dust-motes
whispering gold and gray.

All this woolgathering is thankfully intertupted
by a visit from two of my favorite people,
both very talented musicians and sweet-talkers..

This is Jack Martin, (aka Black Jack Shellac, the Devil’s Grimy Brother)

and this is Miss Courtney “Dainty” Lain (aka Pocketmouse Princess)
serenading us with her rendition of Lullaby of the Leaves,
one of my very favorite songs! She’s on her way to the city
by the bay, so look out for Herringbone Orchestra and hear it live!

Cradle me where southern skies
can watch me with a million eyes,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heavens blue
and let me dream a dream or two,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves.
Im breezing along,
along with the breeze,
Im hearing a song,
a song through the trees,
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.
That pine melody
caressing the shore
familiar to me,
I’ve heard it before
ooh ooh ooh ooh.
don’t I feel it in my soul,
And don’t I know I’ve reached my goal,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the Leaves.

We saw these rock-doves huddling
in the crape myrtles at Cafe Mundi
(where, incidentally, the chai is the most wonderful in town!)
I love the chubby one sitting on top of his pals!
They were so adorable- I’m glad I was able to
get a halfway decent picture, as it was gloaming..

I love this photograph by Anke Merzbach,
an amazing photographer I discovered through
the illustrious and inimitable COILHOUSE.

I need this hat, badly.
Check out her photostream,
it is enlightening and addicting.

I’ve been reading about
Cepes & Tuberose, a perfume by Aftelier
(by the way- I am obsessed with perfume,
but I read about it way more than I buy it-
or even wear it, for that matter)
The perfume is described as
“wild mushrooms with animal undertones
and one of the world’s most voluptuous florals”
Interesting..

I want to open it and go inside, please.
Who lives there, and can I come to tea?

I’ve begged and begged for some goats,
but we can’t have them because they will
eat up the garden. I must be satisfied with
bees and chickens, at least for the moment.
Goaties!

A Russian hunter traipsing through
Russia’s remote Arctic Yamalo-Nenetsk
region in May noticed what he thought
was a reindeer carcass sticking out of the damp snow.
On closer inspection, the “reindeer”
turned out to be a 40,000-year-old baby mammoth,
perfectly encased in ice.
- from National Geographic

Oh yes, and finally-
I just watched Mike Leigh’s
Secrets and Lies, for the first time..
It is such an incredible film-
if you haven’t seen it yet, you must!
Some interesting things I didn’t realize:
much of the dialogue was improvised
by the stellar cast- and a few days
before their mass suicide,
the Heaven’s Gate religious cult
watched Secrets & Lies at a cinema
(but really, don’t let that dissuade you!)