<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:08:52.979-05:00</updated><category term='pastel'/><category term='marie antoinette'/><category term='cute stuffs'/><category term='fashion saturday'/><category term='noel'/><category term='pink'/><category term='illumination'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='being home'/><category term='memory love'/><category term='sparkle eyes the mind of skies'/><category term='cult party'/><category term='pretty little things sequined and florals in my room wanderland'/><category term='music'/><category term='summer star hot ice blue fuzz'/><category term='hope 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term='wonderland'/><category term='update'/><category term='homme'/><title type='text'>falling through a field</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-6637563896728962293</id><published>2012-01-08T12:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:29:43.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet birthdays long passed'/><title type='text'>strawberry cream daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6608318507/" title="wall of curiosities by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6608318507_d020d35595.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="wall of curiosities"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this new year, i want to write about the recent happenings in my life and not about things that happened weeks or months ago. but it's important for me to document these memories even if they are late because i don't want to lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♡ ♡ ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go, again. and i'll go backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6664207295/" title="birthday girl blinking by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6664207295_b060fcdc62.jpg" width="480" height="500" alt="birthday girl blinking"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♡ ♡ ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6608610775/" title="thank you swan prince by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6608610775_66f3364852.jpg" width="500" height="327" alt="thank you swan prince"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was sweet despite the rain. spent the entire day in nyc with matt running around wearing my emily temple cute dress, which was perfectly fit for the kind of atmosphere we were engaged in. indulging on macarons as we sat on the footsteps of a church across the street from laduree. it was a glorious start. later on, we came across a tiny old library and browsed around to stay dry from the rain. mostly stayed in the children's corner, looking at national geographic kids magazines. reminiscing about old times and youthful ventures. for dinner, matt and i had shabu shabu ^_^ it was a very delicious first-time experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♡ ♡ ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part however was the birthday card matt made for me, in which i read aloud. he then proceeded to sing a lovely "tweet" for me. i was almost in tears that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6604505417/" title="courtly culture by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6604505417_9c3debb0f8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="courtly culture"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for matt's birthday in october, i took him to our secret garden. we had jasmine tea &amp; a cake fit for his royal highness. and i presented his gift among the woodland creatures that resided there. indeed, they stopped by...birds, bunnies, squirrels, and we even spotted a groundhog? they gathered around, peeking in on his majesty's celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♡ ♡ ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-6637563896728962293?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/6637563896728962293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=6637563896728962293&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/6637563896728962293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/6637563896728962293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2012/01/strawberry-cream-daydream.html' title='strawberry cream daydream'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-2722332858326252182</id><published>2011-08-26T06:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T07:00:29.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty little things sequined and florals in my room wanderland'/><title type='text'>secret sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6068829463/" title="vacant as the seas by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6086/6068829463_404b39b9bb.jpg" width="500" height="383" alt="vacant as the seas"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've begun an unhealthy obsession with all things sparkly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and golden. my pale blue bedroom walls are slowly being &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled up with gold toned frames. and my collection of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowers crowns and veils are now nestled between them. i &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a lot of religious memorabilia scattered around which &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me think of the 'virgin suicides' aesthetic. one of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, i will gather some fluffy cotton and make &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artificial clouds above my bed for sweeter dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6069378598/" title="pastel painted princess by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6201/6069378598_d021862e2d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="pastel painted princess"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6082470398/" title="antiquity by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6209/6082470398_2f85f830de.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="antiquity"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love finding new (old) things that i have forgotten about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my childhood. in my carebears suitcase, i found a tutu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only the bottom remained in tact. the top portion is no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to be seen. the gold sequins still glitter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliantly as i remembered it as a child. it was a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday gift and my cousin had a matching tutu as well. we &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wore it, prancing around at a restaurant on my 4th &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday. it's on videotape, and i'll never forget it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a piece of this memory is now pinned on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆ ☆ ☆ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some day soon, matt and i will get promise rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2722332858326252182?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2722332858326252182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2722332858326252182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2722332858326252182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2722332858326252182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2011/08/secret-sun.html' title='secret sun'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6086/6068829463_404b39b9bb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-3896990015087783011</id><published>2011-08-21T21:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:14:44.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparkle eyes the mind of skies'/><title type='text'>love, from the stars above</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6066824698/" title="half-hearted ether by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6066824698_b1e79dfbf9.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="half-hearted ether"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sretsis 'up in the clouds' and matina amanita 'matilda and her gypsy prince' collections have both stirred my eyes and my mind. this new obsession has unearthed my deeply rooted love for astronomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆ ☆ ☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am reminded of the time matt and i went to see the fireworks this year on a cool summer evening. we climbed to the top of a mountain secluded from everyone. despite the bugs, weird noises in the bushes (bats?), eerie painted sky, and rough terrain up a mountain...despite all that, it was magical. we were as high as the hawks that roamed the skies. and everything that was bright, sparkled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6066280625/" title="mariology by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6080/6066280625_638581940a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="mariology"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new layout is my romantic interpretation of all this starry-eyed inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆ ☆ ☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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above'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6066824698_b1e79dfbf9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-7876014766365084611</id><published>2011-08-13T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:43:29.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer star hot ice blue fuzz'/><title type='text'>for my star</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5959935806/" title="into the pine forest by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6003/5959935806_80e0c71e99.jpg" width="500" height="338" alt="into the pine forest"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the blue army shrine of fatima with matt. we &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked along past mystical sculptures of religious figures in the woods. and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ate home made icecream at a farm that had goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6011148975/" title="summer swimming hole by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/6011148975_4627b876f6.jpg" width="368" height="500" alt="summer swimming hole"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swam in a swimming hole with matt &amp; friends in western &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass. and when we were lucky, we'd find a crawfish gliding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the rocks underneath the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a lovely fried clam + calamari dinner with matt in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rhode island and then we explored the beach there for a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6011205315/" title="golden haze by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6134/6011205315_0491247f13.jpg" width="500" height="490" alt="golden haze"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally used my diana dreamer camera for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if shoegaze was in a picture format, this would be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy, obscured, and ethereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/6014583324/" title="ombre by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6127/6014583324_c09724fede.jpg" width="500" height="459" alt="ombre"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now have "medium length" hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;fin.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-7876014766365084611?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/7876014766365084611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=7876014766365084611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7876014766365084611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7876014766365084611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-my-star.html' title='for my star'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6003/5959935806_80e0c71e99_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-5523194486505119948</id><published>2011-06-28T19:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T19:51:36.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afternoon fog'/><title type='text'>dreamy wanderings</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5882259433/" title="fairy † frail by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5882259433_06fd74668d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="fairy † frail"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on one foggy afternoon, matt and i decided to revisit our &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite spot, a lovely 'wonderland' estate that is full of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magic and mystery. we agreed that the most beautiful day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not of sunshine but one full of clouds and mist. the most &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect ambiance that even bunnies seem to appear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere we went. the presence of other creatures were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparent, we had spotted a swift cat running along the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garden. it disappeared quickly into a path nowhere to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen. i thought to myself, is this the Cheshire cat playing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a game with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5882820542/" title="jupiter's lament by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5066/5882820542_431beb1203.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="jupiter's lament"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, i've been making lovely items for my future &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/fairyfrail"&gt;etsy store&lt;/a&gt; along side matt as he draws on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're both on the floor working creatively. this atmosphere creates a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling as if we're in a movie at times. that kind of scene &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the camera is looking down upon us and rolls a long &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with some kind of instrumental music in the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;background. sometimes, i glance over and notice his &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete focus on drawing in the smallest detail or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blending in just the right amount of color in his drawing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he does the same when i try to thread a needle to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sew on a sequin or bead on to a bow. and on the occasion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that when our eyes meet, we smile at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-5523194486505119948?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/5523194486505119948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-6652892691226414122</id><published>2011-06-23T19:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T19:09:21.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet items'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cult party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifting adventures'/><title type='text'>sandcastle flowers upon a sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5818542977/" title="dreamy wander by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3500/5818542977_ff0e69b8f2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="dreamy wander"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt and i found ourselves thrifting lately. he scored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really cheap heavy metal cassette tapes for only 49 cents &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each! and i bought a peachy princess puff-sleeved shirt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with cute applique flowers and a super soft knitted minty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweater. i can't wait for summer to be over with so i can &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wear the sweater out~! also, i shouldn't forget to mention &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an awesome care bears bed sheet that i already turned in to a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poofy skirt. all these things for less than $5 from &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvation army :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5861442971/" title="beloved knits by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3234/5861442971_fba4012f8e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="beloved knits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been collecting a lot of lace, yarn, bows, and various &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vintage frilly items to create 'cult party' inspired &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accessories. this is probably my favorite style coming from &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japan at the moment out of all of the many -kei's. fairy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kei initially drew me in because it's super cute but after &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awhile, it looks too over the top for me. mori-girl is bit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bohemian and simple. dolly-kei is pretty but the color &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schemes are dark for my tastes. cult-party kei is in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between all of these things. i like the religious motifs, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pink/white color schemes, and the subtle cuteness of it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;br /&gt;cult-party items&lt;br /&gt;*yoyos&lt;br /&gt;*pom poms&lt;br /&gt;*lace collars&lt;br /&gt;*knitted &amp; crocheted things&lt;br /&gt;*the virgin mary&lt;br /&gt;*crosses&lt;br /&gt;*stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;*bed jackets&lt;br /&gt;*lots of ribbons&lt;br /&gt;*big flowers&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div 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sunset'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3500/5818542977_ff0e69b8f2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-4475094733039130817</id><published>2011-06-04T08:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T08:53:05.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floral elegance'/><title type='text'>bloomy patterns</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5796503858/" title="pastel &amp;amp; pale by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2487/5796503858_3b007bcdd4.jpg" width="500" height="342" alt="pastel &amp;amp; pale"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5795930331/" title="fine furnishings by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/5795930331_61eb6e89ac.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="fine furnishings"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;florals, florals, florals outfit: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;blouse - topshop&lt;br /&gt;skirt - h&amp;m&lt;br /&gt;belt &amp; tights - urban outfitters&lt;br /&gt;shoes - jeffrey cambell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is pretty much summer by now and i'm already dreading it. i get the illusion that there is more time to do things now than before since the sun does not set until 8 or 9 o'clock at night. or does this mean, that i can waste more time nevertheless. i'm going to try to do a "saturday outfit" post every week. whenever i set a goal like this, it never seems to last. i'm going to cross my fingers this time that it will, at least until the next season when the daylight is shorter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm &lt;a href="http://unicorncloset.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;selling some clothes&lt;/a&gt; here if anyone is interested :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-4475094733039130817?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/4475094733039130817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2487/5796503858_3b007bcdd4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-1093827417597988897</id><published>2011-05-22T12:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T12:45:45.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden adventures flower fantasy'/><title type='text'>peterpan complex</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5725996711/" title="calm, lasting beauty comes only in a dream by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2764/5725996711_7009a76d7a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="calm, lasting beauty comes only in a dream"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowers blooming, birds chirping, and the sun shining ever so softly. these are the sights and sounds of spring. and to commemorate this occasion, matt and i went to our secret garden for adventures. i also wore the loveliest dress from my closet to match. it is by "innocent world" and the print is absolutely perfect. cute critters playing musical instruments in a forest. i wish to live in this kind of fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5725996603/" title="innocent world by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2436/5725996603_e27c225150.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="innocent world"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt agrees with me and as such, we'll always remain youthful in our hearts. next time we visit, i'm thinking a tea party of sorts accompanied by a game of chess? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5725996519/" title="our secret garden by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2019/5725996519_a208a38299.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="our secret garden"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-1093827417597988897?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/1093827417597988897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=1093827417597988897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/1093827417597988897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/1093827417597988897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2011/05/peterpan-complex.html' title='peterpan complex'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2764/5725996711_7009a76d7a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-2856191388607286794</id><published>2011-05-01T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:12:11.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>would God I could awaken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5675359323/" title="petit details by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5675359323_0aa44c0053.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="petit details"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a floral wreath to wear with my "innocent world" dress, my first lolita item! these flowers were taken from an old japanese hat factory according to the shop's owner where i got them. she also suggested a lovely idea of using floral "sprouts" and adding glitter to them for a dreamy effect. i have some extra material left like a couple of these super cute puffy strawberries and leaves. not sure what i should do with them but i want to make more wreaths &amp; hang them around my room~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5675359271/" title="fairy wreath by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5262/5675359271_b169eaf358.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="fairy wreath"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　For I dream I know not how,&lt;br /&gt;　　　　And my soul is sorely shaken&lt;br /&gt;　　　　Lest an evil step be taken, --&lt;br /&gt;　　　　Lest the dead who is forsaken&lt;br /&gt;　　　　May not be happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5675921222/" title="oculus dei by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5307/5675921222_8fc5c0a1ba.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="oculus dei"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt and i went on some adventures since we haven't done this in awhile. we explored a cathedral that i occasionally go to for mass. i've never noticed it before, but matt saw an occultic symbol on one window pane that was cleverly hidden yet pretty obvious coming in through the side entrance of the cathedral. we decided to go on this tiny old creepy elevator (3 people max!) to get to the balcony or tower. upon arrival, it was really dark and i must admit, scared that there could have been ghosts! we were the only ones up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we went to the "alice in wonderland" garden that i was talking about last time. more pictures of this later &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2856191388607286794?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2856191388607286794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2856191388607286794&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-1233075108427513834</id><published>2011-04-25T11:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:28:21.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>glitter like a trumpet</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been keeping dormant for awhile here. i plan to redesign this whole place and upload more pictures once finals are over. poupeegirl has taken a lot of my time too. &lt;a href="http://pupe.ameba.jp/profile/b5Nb3_JU1HKC/" target="blank"&gt;add me&lt;/a&gt; there if you have one ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*obsessing over &lt;a href="http://www.milk-web.net/" target="_blank"&gt;MILK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*getting into lolita fashion--particularly of the sweet/classical kind &lt;br /&gt;*watching old anime series (bubblegum crisis, dirty pair)&lt;br /&gt;*endless searches for 80s japanese "power" pop &lt;br /&gt;*stumbling upon french singer jeanne mas~!&lt;br /&gt;*after dinner cookie/icecream/chocolate parties with matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5653518103/" title="songs of innocence  by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5261/5653518103_d816e08f2e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="songs of innocence "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found an "alice in wonderland" garden nearby my house. it will make for lovely photo adventures once all the flowers bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5653526527/" title="strange and sweet by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5303/5653526527_9386a6d014.jpg" width="500" height="412" alt="strange and sweet"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, see you next week?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-1233075108427513834?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/1233075108427513834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=1233075108427513834&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/1233075108427513834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/1233075108427513834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2011/04/glitter-like-trumpet.html' title='glitter like a trumpet'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5261/5653518103_d816e08f2e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-7133679132934137993</id><published>2011-02-11T11:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T12:00:58.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicorn dreams make believe'/><title type='text'>from the room of make believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/2eb8sd0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/2eb8sd0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/2eb8sd0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5435630590/" title="eyes as hearts, hearts as eyes by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5138/5435630590_22fcb7fd1f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="eyes as hearts, hearts as eyes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5435630558/" title="play make believe by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/5435630558_474e977b53.jpg" width="500" height="343" alt="play make believe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5435626722/" title="★twinkle★ by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5016/5435626722_fe8fe90185.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="★twinkle★" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/entry.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/tumblr_lg0cbxOBsl1qbw8kro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall i ride through the sky? or be tethered to the earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/entry.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5435630602/" title="egocentrism by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/5435630602_02d9896f8d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="egocentrism" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5435626746/" title="cute obessions by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5435626746_1ff7a72511.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="cute obsessions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've rekindled my obsession with cuteness within the last year. i remember making "cutesy" websites back in the day, that is before all these social networking sites popped up. the online world seemed a lot more innocent and pure then, as if it was reserved for introverts and quiet types. i had an interesting conversation with matt about this topic. it seems too easy to make "websites" now. but then again, if the internet had not progressed to this point then would i ever know about "fairy kei"? i learned about this through a japanese fashion tumblr. this pastel girly style with an 80s cartoon influence (my little pony, carebears, popples, etc) has been capturing my interest. super cute is an understatement! frilly skirts, ribbons, and plenty of bows...why should such things only be accepted for little girls. i don't think i ever want to grow up, i'll keep dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-7133679132934137993?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/7133679132934137993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=7133679132934137993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7133679132934137993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7133679132934137993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-room-of-make-believe.html' title='from the room of make believe...'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5138/5435630590_22fcb7fd1f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-7037316694090941205</id><published>2011-02-03T08:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T08:10:30.658-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><title type='text'>luna moon says</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/natm_lny_1986267232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's also a...bunny new year! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5412045463/" title="bunny bicycles by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5412045463_23bd61eed7.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="bunny bicycles" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5412653472/" title="to be worn on snowy days by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5216/5412653472_42bf684b38.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="to be worn on snowy days" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5412036389/" title="up the magic mountain by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5093/5412036389_1714ed739f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="up the magic mountain" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;this winter, my faux-fur collared coat is the coat of choice to wear around in the snow. my favorite part about it is the lovely bunny print on the inside lining of the coat. lately, it seems as though the snow is neverending which is great news considering matt and i haven't checked off everything on our pseudo to-do list of things before the winter season ends. we have yet to go ice skating or sledding! perhaps, this will happen some time this month? Last month (really last weekend), we built a snowman on top of a mountain overlooking a cityscape and had a few snowball fights. and i am convinced, that the best time to drink hot chocolate is after spending some time outside in the snow. of course, with plenty of marshmallows on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5412646964/" title="the dead of winter by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4104/5412646964_33aa6db31f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the dead of winter" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-7037316694090941205?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/7037316694090941205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=7037316694090941205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7037316694090941205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7037316694090941205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2011/02/luna-moon-says.html' title='luna moon says'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5412045463_23bd61eed7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-3364585696993835205</id><published>2011-01-11T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:21:47.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first meeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory love'/><title type='text'>one year love</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5345671647/" title="flowers in december by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5345671647_8ff7a2bf73.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="flowers in december" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5345671575/" title="dried flowers by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5048/5345671575_e6db560f43.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="dried flowers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;these posts will be more up to date next time. it seems as though i've been writing about the past (weeks worth of events) rather than actual things that happened within the same day or even of the same week. and so it loses a bit of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/heart2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5345671837/" title="textile art by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5128/5345671837_eda5594006.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="textile art" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; REWIND &lt;br /&gt;on the first saturday of january, matt and i went to the MET museum to celebrate our first meeting. or rather, we reversed time and continued where we left off. last year, we were supposed to go the MET however we had left over food so they would not let us in. once again, we passed through central park to get to the museum after having lunch at tenzan, a japanese restaurant on the upper west side. The food was fantastic and it was nostalgic of us to order the same dish as last year. The MET is a huge place so obviously, we didn't see everything in there. notable highlights: &lt;br /&gt;*medieval armor hall&lt;br /&gt;*ornate tapestry&lt;br /&gt;*vintage instruments&lt;br /&gt;*dreamy bedrooms&lt;br /&gt;*made a wish (11) at the Temple of Dendur exhibit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5345686431/" title="ducklings by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5043/5345686431_74624f9fbc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="ducklings" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5346296444/" title="ivory &amp;amp; decadence by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5129/5346296444_252fc081cc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="ivory &amp;amp; decadence" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASTFORWARD&lt;br /&gt;some things matt&amp;i need to do in the future when we are in the city again:&lt;br /&gt;*ice skate&lt;br /&gt;*visit the belvedere castle&lt;br /&gt;*the cloisters&lt;br /&gt;*go to a cathedral to attend an organ concert&lt;br /&gt;*bookoff for new/used jpop cd's and browsing through magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/heart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5344639515/" title="precious by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5128/5344639515_6be529544c.jpg" width="500" height="337" alt="precious" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-3364585696993835205?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5345671647_8ff7a2bf73_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-8032115256394084693</id><published>2011-01-04T00:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T01:44:54.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink'/><title type='text'>end of the year events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5322988730/" title="dear princess by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5122/5322988730_9014784059.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="dear princess" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday,&lt;br /&gt;upon matt's return to his apartment, we saw a large group of deer not once, but twice! and the second time, they were extremely close,the only regret i have is not being able to take out my camera in time before they frolicked away in the distance. i'm sure i will be able to capture a deer photograph some time soon. he lives on a mountain, with lots of thrushes and a pond nearby--perfect living conditions for deer so they often wander around here. well, 'twas a magical night it turned out to be when we ventured out in to the blizzard for a little moment. we realized that the act of getting prepared to play in the snow was actually more fun than actually being in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5322385601/" title="loveliest gift by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5205/5322385601_28b1992474.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="loveliest gift" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my birthday on the 27th, &lt;br /&gt;i was blessed with freshly fallen snow. it was a lovely landscape to wake up to, a complete white-out, the dreamiest of days. the best gift of all, was when matt sang the "happy birthday" song to me when i woke up in the morning. he then presented the loveliest of gifts to me. i received a pair of golden rose earrings and...teto! the cutest little creature from the land of gibli studios. he also made a beautiful birthday card for me in addition to giving me a traditional birthday card featuring hello kitty on a piano. i will need to scan them in next time! we went out to eat sushi for dinner and then treated ourselves to a sweet strawberry-filled cake to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5322385511/" title="her golden roses by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5129/5322385511_24a9e4981c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="her golden roses" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5322988576/" title="pinkish birthday by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5049/5322988576_c4a63ff28f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="pinkish birthday" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/hello_2011.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before new years eve, matt wanted to check out this record shop nearby. i was his little helper holding on to the vinyl records that he picked out while he scavenged through the stack of music scattered on the floor of the shop. apparently that place has a basement full of vinyl records! then we went to get art supplies so he can make fantastic paintings. on new years eve, we spent most of the day watching the legend of the condor heroes and ranma 1/2. and feasted on an herb-roasted chicken with some vegetables and bread along with apple cider for dinner. as the night grew on, we both became extremely tired and sleepy, but the stars were aligned so that our new year started with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/balloony.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-8032115256394084693?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/8032115256394084693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=8032115256394084693&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-2843609860134869163</id><published>2010-12-29T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T09:56:16.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lights'/><title type='text'>sweet holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/home_blank3.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5302853393/" title="noel 2010 by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5050/5302853393_55966cc3c2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="noel 2010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;i went to mass on christmas eve at st. michaels. a lovely cathedral with lots and lots of little candles, making the evening quite mystical. that night, i couldn't wait for my present to arrive on sunday;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src ="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/home_blank2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5303445622/" title="&amp;quot;there's no place like home&amp;quot; by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5170/5303445622_d920b89f6f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="&amp;quot;there's no place like home&amp;quot;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/home_blank.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5302853327/" title="velvet holiday by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5087/5302853327_437a88f8f3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="velvet holiday" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2843609860134869163?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2843609860134869163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2843609860134869163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2843609860134869163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2843609860134869163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/12/sweet-holiday.html' title='sweet holiday'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5050/5302853393_55966cc3c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-5344388450925748135</id><published>2010-12-23T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T07:56:46.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow wishing'/><title type='text'>sweet suite</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5284602232/" title="overture by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5284602232_dffed751bc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="overture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5284004673/" title="tchaikovsky's dance by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5170/5284004673_ec1867461c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="tchaikovsky's dance" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5284602172/" title="he loves me by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5128/5284602172_12745d9b9d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="he loves me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;christmas is just around the corner and there is no snow on the ground. only the frigid air of the winter is present. finals are over, matt is gone for the week, and i am working like an elf. however, like last year i am listening to my favorite wintry melodies that have become nostalgic by... pine*am, misswonda, and tchaikovsky to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll be back though, just in time for my birthday i keep reminding myself. perhaps, it will snow that day? perfection. i cannot wait for the snow! i've made a batch of 3-dimensional snowflakes and turned my room in to a winter wonderland. but still keeping warm under my pink blanket as the sun rises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-5344388450925748135?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/5344388450925748135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-8432050672718415752</id><published>2010-11-22T21:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:57:51.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>season of persimmons</title><content type='html'>remember when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5095010697/" title="the machine that snaps all of time in half by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/5095010697_6682d8fb2d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the machine that snaps all of time in half" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we found a special place in the forest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5095011005/" title="i'll write my love on more than a thousand weeping willows by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5095011005_a184aaca12.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="i'll write my love on more than a thousand weeping willows" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i thought the grass became the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5127734416/" title=" a wish floated by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1192/5127734416_f18970431a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt=" a wish floated" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you opened these presents on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5127106167/" title="anything love by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1372/5127106167_80d2ab9336.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="anything love" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...nothing more, nothing less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, in between those days of warm and cold, we looked for deer. they often vanish before we even get a chance to get closer. but when we least expect it, a large buck appeared behind us on Sunday. i want to take a picture of him some day. perhaps, in the winter time, it'll be rather enchanting. this is our first autumn together when the leaves change colors, and the trees begin to lose those leaves to where they now have fallen on to the ground, upon a soft bed in which they lay until the next season sweeps them away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5198701431/" title="of moss and withered grey by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4126/5198701431_1bd687ac7e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="of moss and withered grey" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/5198701473/" title="the field has fallen by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5082/5198701473_9a9bf80ed4.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="the field has fallen" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it'll always be like this forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-8432050672718415752?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/8432050672718415752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=8432050672718415752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/8432050672718415752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/8432050672718415752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/11/season-of-persimmons.html' title='season of persimmons'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/5095010697_6682d8fb2d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-2899143680667463192</id><published>2010-08-22T10:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:08:04.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow sunshine summers'/><title type='text'>inside you, the time moves</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4916473904/" title="when all the world is a hopeless jumble by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4916473904_7800d6e6a8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="when all the world is a hopeless jumble" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4910528254/" title="the fields blush with flowers by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4910528254_b6168fa28f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the fields blush with flowers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~*~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear prince of the sea of swans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will be arriving here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these fond memories of our summer adventures, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will be forever photographed in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~*~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4878586987/" title="lisa's bubble by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4878586987_a12992e547.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="lisa's bubble" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4879196144/" title="matt's bubble by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4879196144_fde4c70f8a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="matt's bubble" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4888132476/" title="mid-evening summer's dream by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4888132476_5358393f43.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="mid-evening summer's dream" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4887531357/" title="found a flower by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4887531357_6597e976ee.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="found a flower" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4893900324/" title="the thing that is hidden by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4893900324_066f3487c3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the thing that is hidden" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4893310275/" title="the unexpected by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4893310275_bd23e13620.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the unexpected" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4915881687/" title="when you make me smile by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4915881687_a955217861.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="when you make me smile" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4916483888/" title="show me all your favorite things by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4916483888_43fedb09af.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="show me all your favorite things" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*things of note since june&lt;br /&gt;- romantic pasta car journey&lt;br /&gt;- getting lost on the train twice&lt;br /&gt;- going to zack &amp; jackie's wedding &lt;br /&gt;- ice cream parties&lt;br /&gt;- my beautiful bow necklace present&lt;br /&gt;- city adventures in new york and boston&lt;br /&gt;- sushi picnic&lt;br /&gt;- watching crabs under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;- listening to "summer in the pool" in the car together&lt;br /&gt;- Ti2! dates ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2899143680667463192?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2899143680667463192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2899143680667463192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2899143680667463192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2899143680667463192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/08/inside-you-time-moves.html' title='inside you, the time moves'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4916473904_7800d6e6a8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-8604273311077255423</id><published>2010-05-15T09:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:48:14.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>who knows what love is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4599778915/" title="free your soul by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4599778915_42bc7a2e09.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="free your soul" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is truly difficult to fully express how i feel about matt here. let's just say i feel...a lot. a lot, a lot of love and magic. i've never experienced such increasing synchronicities before with someone. it is almost frightening yet perfect in the sense that it feels right with the world. last week, we played in a "doll house". it was really just a house that matt's neighbors moved out of but it was a bit eerie since it was very empty. all you can hear is your own voice echo and the sound of creaking floors. then we had a little ice cream party the next night. i don't think i can ever really enjoy eating ice cream as much now unless i'm with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4600397020/" title="matt☆lisa dollies by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1429/4600397020_ca8253da5a.jpg" width="500" height="351" alt="matt☆lisa dollies" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Carefully with dainty,&lt;br /&gt;Fingers, you rescue me,&lt;br /&gt;Dress my wounds,&lt;br /&gt;And replenish me with SWEET SWEET"♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4608957430/" title=" his spirit is liken to a swan by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4608957430_c2b5198e48.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt=" his spirit is liken to a swan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4608957540/" title="~魔法の赤い糸~ by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3308/4608957540_21e59f8c9d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="~魔法の赤い糸~" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what started to be just a shopping trip and a dinner turned into a little side-adventure of sorts. on saturday, we passed by a cemetery in providence on our way to a japanese restaurant. it just so happens to be a huge one and on top of that, it was called "swan point" which is very significant to us as we've been coming across swan themes in our life. i'm not going to begin to name them all but it is strange but beautiful. also, hp love craft happens to buried there (i've just found out about this after-the-fact!) so we are definitely adding that to our activity list for hang out #5~! so matt has given me the greatest gifts because it was all created from his heart... &lt;br /&gt;* a song (listen to below) *&lt;br /&gt;* mr bunny from the netherlands *&lt;br /&gt;* summer mix *&lt;br /&gt;* more poems &amp; cute drawings *&lt;br /&gt;* "a girl who acts cute" tote bag *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="301" height="280" src="http://res1.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/white_player_list.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res1.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf&amp;amp;fileIds=43101bb6-0599-47a6-9055-37201595f40e;&amp;amp;plURL=http://www.esnips.com//plxml/14e3a6cc-acf9-4b73-ad32-e7faa03dd2e3/?cachePL=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  Powered by &lt;a target="_blank" style="color: #FF8000; font-weight:bold" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=playlist_external"&gt;  eSnips.com  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4608348211/" title="pretty graves by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1077/4608348211_c851af8d36.jpg" width="500" height="352" alt="pretty graves" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gracefully and saintly,&lt;br /&gt;Gather me up in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be true to you,&lt;br /&gt;I am forever your swan"♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4608957628/" title="♥**SWEET**♥ by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1105/4608957628_f1db896bf2.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="♥**SWEET**♥" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is probably now 70% matt, 20% fashion, 10% random rambling haha but i don't really care. i want to share how great he is to the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-8604273311077255423?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/8604273311077255423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=8604273311077255423&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/8604273311077255423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/8604273311077255423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-knows-what-love-is.html' title='who knows what love is?'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4599778915_42bc7a2e09_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-6016929554599034542</id><published>2010-04-25T11:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:15:01.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue dreams of kittens'/><title type='text'>blown a wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;oh no, i found my dream dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/Kitten_candy_dress.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/rosebud.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sretsis.com/" target="_Blank"&gt;sretsis's&lt;/a&gt; clothing is fantastical and dreamy, this is probably their best collection yet. if i were a princess, they would certainly be in my wardrobe. the pastel colors, flowing lines, and cute cuts are just perfect. i want, i want, i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4551437160/" title="my heart draws a dream by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4551437160_156a3d197f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="my heart draws a dream" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll dream, and sleep i may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**♥**&lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-6016929554599034542?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/6016929554599034542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=6016929554599034542&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/6016929554599034542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/6016929554599034542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/04/blown-wish.html' title='blown a wish'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4551437160_156a3d197f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-4921104006944935642</id><published>2010-04-17T09:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T09:45:54.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april sweetness'/><title type='text'>the sunlit air is warm and light</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4521716395/" title="&amp;quot;the breeze quietly plucks a loose hair&amp;quot; by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/4521716395_23b4dd9404.jpg" width="500" height="348" alt="&amp;quot;the breeze quietly plucks a loose hair&amp;quot;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding  &lt;br /&gt;Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing  &lt;br /&gt;Memory and desire, stirring  &lt;br /&gt;Dull roots with spring rain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;†  Life thus far has been very interesting as of winter. I'm sure it will continue this way for the rest of the year as the seasons change. So spring is here, which means the following things: pollen, birds chirping early in the morning, cherry blossoms, foggy days of enchantment, and cool breezes. Now if it's absurdly hot, it bothers me tremendously. I wish to skip to winter right away, I am not ready for the summer sun. However summer nights can be quite mystical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4521715991/" title="stumbleine by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2706/4521715991_a241d09a12.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="stumbleine" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† I've been getting into fairy kei, mori girl, and sweet lolita things lately. You may see future blog posts about things of that nature. I've been following these tumblers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yukiyukihouse.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://yukiyukihouse.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahjapanfashion.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://fuckyeahjapanfashion.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kyandi.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://kyandi.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great sources for all things japan and kawaii ^_~ I simply can not resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/mattspainting.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting above will be mine :) Matt reserved it for me from his art show in Germany from getting sold. He is so amazing and talented! He inspires me in many ways, because he is the most creative person I've ever known in my life. He wrote a couple of poems for me which I shall cherish and is in process of writing a song for me. These things come from his heart and it's the best kind of gift. But these can not compare to just being with him. All I need is to be next to him and all is right with the world ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out #3 was very magical and special in its own way. I am a bit selfish and I want to keep these memories to myself but only to reveal some (semi-vague) things in case I forget:&lt;br /&gt;- handmade tent adventures&lt;br /&gt;- battled spiders&lt;br /&gt;- minty chocolate chip icecream ;)&lt;br /&gt;- defining creepyness&lt;br /&gt;- matching jackets&lt;br /&gt;- cathedral critique&lt;br /&gt;- "cheesy" music&lt;br /&gt;- stuffed animal dance&lt;br /&gt;- fancy dinners of duck confit crepes &amp; curry puffs&lt;br /&gt;- "emily temple cute" concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4522349756/" title="I. &amp;amp; II. by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4522349756_98955442fd.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="I. &amp;amp; II." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥***♥&lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-4921104006944935642?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/4921104006944935642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=4921104006944935642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/4921104006944935642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/4921104006944935642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunlit-air-is-warm-and-light.html' title='the sunlit air is warm and light'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/4521716395_23b4dd9404_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-5226219130733649931</id><published>2010-03-14T17:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T18:33:26.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>~ je tu veux ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poetic memory and which records everything that charms or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touches us, that makes our lives beautiful ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4431021812/" title="☆★☆★☆ by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4431021812_239ca36a1b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="☆★☆★☆" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4420660331_55baf83030.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥***♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many hello's, &lt;br /&gt;as waves of happiness descends upon me after a brief disappearance here. i have lots to tell and mostly of memories, that which will always be remembered and never forgotten. not in a million years, it will forever shine and brightly so in my heart. these memories are kept in a box, and i'm opening some of them up for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* continuation of magical hangout no.2 *&lt;br /&gt;- library adventures &lt;br /&gt;- drawing me as an anime character&lt;br /&gt;- "show and tell" keyboard/guitar skills&lt;br /&gt;- looking at matt's drawings as a kid&lt;br /&gt;- reminscing and playing childhood games&lt;br /&gt;- jpop listening session via youtube &lt;br /&gt;- trading clothes&lt;br /&gt;- japanese dinner in providence&lt;br /&gt;- listening to "finally we are no one" as the sun sets&lt;br /&gt;- watching swans @ the wildlife refuge&lt;br /&gt;- being under "the ocean"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4431021424/" title="his magic by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4001/4431021424_69189b6225.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="his magic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4430253081/" title="three swans by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4430253081_28ec2f2e7d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="three swans" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4431021604/" title="castle princess by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4431021604_29206edfeb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="castle princess" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here i return to my castle, the routine settling in again after such a fantastical meeting. i've rescued matt's jeans, they fit me perfectly. we share a lot of things, it's nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4430253449/" title="treasure by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4430253449_1f5d79ed96.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="treasure" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time, i am excited to say that hang out no.3 is coming up early next month before matt leaves for his art show in germany. much longing is expected even more so because of "the distance". we have a growing list of activity ideas and one them is to paint together, i can not wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4433632808/" title="as an anime character by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4433632808_555ba70c21.jpg" width="391" height="500" alt="as an anime character" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ l i s a ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-5226219130733649931?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/5226219130733649931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=5226219130733649931&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/5226219130733649931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/5226219130733649931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/03/je-tu-veux.html' title='~ je tu veux ~'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4431021812_239ca36a1b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-4010639052135970425</id><published>2010-02-10T08:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:42:26.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archaic nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illumination'/><title type='text'>colors that float like perfumes in the amber air</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4345388567/" title="a secret noticed by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4345388567_2b50c3128c.jpg" width="500" height="386" alt="a secret noticed" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4345388457/" title="in my hands by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4345388457_4acf87426b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="in my hands" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4345388421/" title="strawberry kiss by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4345388421_9fdbc4c9a0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="strawberry kiss" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the bosom of the Air&lt;br /&gt;Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,&lt;br /&gt;Over the woodlands brown and bare,&lt;br /&gt;Over the harvest-fields forsaken,&lt;br /&gt;Silent, and soft, and slow&lt;br /&gt;Descends the snow.&lt;br /&gt;--  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4345388395/" title="saccharine whimsies by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4345388395_367a1ce800.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="saccharine whimsies" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4346131772/" title="standing with your mannequin by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4025/4346131772_f2764b2a27.jpg" width="393" height="500" alt="standing with your mannequin" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4346132144/" title="moonsongs by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2741/4346132144_5a31ec552c.jpg" width="419" height="500" alt="moonsongs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is snowing heavily outside, a blizzard is brewing. and when the snow stops falling, the perfect winterscape. like a blanket covering the earth and removing its impurities. this is my favorite season and when it's over, i mourn for it's passing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am sitting in my room and i have matt's flannel shirt draped around me. i can feel the warmth from it, his love. he sent me a lovely package consisting of sweet items and one of them is displayed here. yes, another wonderful drawing! it looks like a grecian artifact, as if he had went on a excavation and found this enchanting mask etched with ornate flowers. i was inspired by this and he inspires me in a way that can not be matched by anyone. the translation of one artform to another is exciting to me. &lt;a href="http://onelily.blogspot.com/2010/01/cigarettes.html" target="_blank"&gt;One Lily&lt;/a&gt;'s drawing of one of my photographs is an example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4345388673/" title="an archaic excavation by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2708/4345388673_12c0e6014c.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="an archaic excavation" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love love,&lt;br /&gt; lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-4010639052135970425?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/4010639052135970425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=4010639052135970425&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/4010639052135970425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/4010639052135970425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/02/colors-that-float-like-perfumes-in.html' title='colors that float like perfumes in the amber air'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4345388567_2b50c3128c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-5819121841933616359</id><published>2010-01-29T18:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:43:05.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living one&apos;s life from day to day'/><title type='text'>lost at sea drift to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing my favourite things of the week as inspired by "&lt;a href="http://theheavenlycreatures.blogspot.com/" target="_Blank"&gt;heavenly creatures&lt;/a&gt;" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4314930018/" title="how can you eyes be so dull? by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4314930018_09e26eb0c0.jpg" width="500" height="358" alt="how can you eyes be so dull?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the mole has no consciousness, yet it burrows in a specific direction &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4314929954/" title=" mélodie by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4314929954_06d5b28550.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt=" mélodie" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4314193977/" title="tangled lustres by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4314193977_15d662d9a6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="tangled lustres" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masculin feminin&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;rose tinted sugar lip balm&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;alice &amp; wonderland mirror by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/flirtbuttons" target="_blank"&gt;flirtbuttons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;polaroid photographs&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;unicorn heart necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so soon, ends the first month of twenty-ten or is it two thousand and ten you say? &lt;br /&gt;...vivre sa vie au jour le jour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fiY9uq70CI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/5819121841933616359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost-at-sea-drift-to-me.html' title='lost at sea drift to me'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4314930018_09e26eb0c0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-2493745941754124668</id><published>2010-01-19T18:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:18:11.647-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>this is a longing of the human heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ただいま。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4288276071/" title="everything you imagine can be real by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4288276071_275f3a9a22.jpg" width="500" height="382" alt="everything you imagine can be real" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well, now that we have seen each other," said the Unicorn, "If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4289017538/" title="death of a winter flower by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4289017538_4bdf9d307b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="death of a winter flower" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4288276001/" title="now here is my secret, a very simple secret by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4288276001_c893dd088c.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="now here is my secret, a very simple secret" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;now here is my secret, a very simple secret&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is like a time machine that is taking me back to days of naivety and innocence. i find myself listening to a singles compilation from '97-'08 by the brilliant green. sitting here with these feelings, of nostalgia as though i never left. and then rediscovering the things i used to enjoy doing from a much needed massive cleansing of my room. in some respect, it is almost like a reflection of the world inside of me. i am mixing the old with the new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4289018026/" title="a lovecraftian sea by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4289018026_e49bd91ca8.jpg" width="351" height="500" alt="a lovecraftian sea" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received that lovely drawing above from matt who i am missing very much right now. he says there will be many more to come. i am excited and this one will be hanging up in my bedroom once i find the right frame. it's even more special because i watched him draw everything, including the little details that often get unnoticed. those squid-like creatures were inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/depth_of_life_stereophotography/4201363662/"&gt;this diorama&lt;/a&gt; that we saw at the american natural history museum in nyc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;†&lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2493745941754124668?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2493745941754124668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2493745941754124668&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2493745941754124668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2493745941754124668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-longing-of-human-heart.html' title='this is a longing of the human heart'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4288276071_275f3a9a22_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-369949554099869905</id><published>2010-01-11T09:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:00:57.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a beautiful coincidence'/><title type='text'>the end, but only the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4266272852/" title="water/lights/shift by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4266272852_e2d6b13090.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="water/lights/shift" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4266268312/" title="the field is breathing by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4266268312_ceffdea86b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the field is breathing" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tremble with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Glitter in your eye&lt;br /&gt;You seem to come and go&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to know&lt;br /&gt;And all my time&lt;br /&gt;Is yours as much as mine&lt;br /&gt;We never have enough&lt;br /&gt;Time to show our love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4266260198/" title="or was it sweden? by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4266260198_4cdb3896bc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="or was it sweden?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping it simply, i just spent the new year with the only person in the world for me. he says his beating heart is mine. my heart beats for him. we understand each other completely that the universe has pulled us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4266262876/" title="smiles all around by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4266262876_a533455909.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="smiles all around" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exploring the cities of new york, boston, and providence&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;experiencing his life with his family &amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;smiling, lots of this!&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;being mallrats&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;finally playing scrabble &lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;eating a silent sushi dinner&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;seeing a bunny appear in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;deep, deep conversations&lt;br /&gt; as well as humourous ones... "i don't know" in the dark, in the light, anywhere without much sleep&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;dreaming &amp; feeling/getting lost while watching time pass together&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;listening to Ágætis byrjun ("a good beginning" in icelandic...how fitting) as snow falls&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;exchanging necklaces&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;an unexplainable understanding&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;9:11, 1:11, 4:32&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;every moment seemed magical, perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;now at 200 miles apart,&lt;br /&gt;i miss him dearly&lt;br /&gt;carrying your heart, &lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-369949554099869905?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4266272852_e2d6b13090_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-842579060277033282</id><published>2009-12-28T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:51:13.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i dream my painting, and i paint my dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4223980270/" title="25th cake by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4223980270_e430ac7cd6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="25th cake" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4223217391/" title="the sea of the sky by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4223217391_6163a31305.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the sea of the sky" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4223981076/" title="a slow departure by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4223981076_2e1d06fd2d.jpg" width="341" height="500" alt="a slow departure" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4223980982/" title="ribbon &amp;amp; extremeties by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/4223980982_4367d8f5b2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="ribbon &amp;amp; extremeties" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4223981160/" title="winter birthday by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4223981160_582fcc1932.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="winter birthday" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone had a lovely time this holiday season;&lt;br /&gt;appreciating and sharing these days with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i was born around this special time, to be able to celebrate my birthday at home in between christmas and new years. it was a nice and sunny day, perhaps a sign of a bright future to look forward to. my birthday cake was just as sweet as the memories of my childhood birthdays. i want these lasting feelings of being infinite to stay forever. i've learned a lot about myself this past year and as the year closes, i finally can draw my own path now with certainty. stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my heart, &lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i have a ton of google wave invites left, so if anyone wants one let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-842579060277033282?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/842579060277033282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=842579060277033282&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/842579060277033282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/842579060277033282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dream-my-painting-and-i-paint-my.html' title='i dream my painting, and i paint my dream'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4223980270_e430ac7cd6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-3985160509946243833</id><published>2009-12-17T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:29:36.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>recite those hymns in such a way that the gods will be attracted</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4193678837/" title="christmas planting by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4193678837_aacf260aeb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="christmas planting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being home for the holidays is comforting. we actually have a christmas plant instead of a tree. i like hanging up the ornaments every year, they are so precious. they shine under the light brilliantly and you can't help but notice, and hold one inside the palm of your hands, to feel the warmth of the light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that make me smile:&lt;br /&gt;+ snowflakes slowly falling outside the window, as if time stopped for a moment&lt;br /&gt;+ seeing white lights glitter on the naked trees&lt;br /&gt;+ the atmosphere of an antique coffee/tea shop like Mcnulty's&lt;br /&gt;+ receiving little surprises&lt;br /&gt;+ the smell of jasmine flowers at night&lt;br /&gt;+ listening to a song on repeat until you just FEEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4193679683/" title="rodarte luxe by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2615/4193679683_72f16a5654.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="rodarte luxe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4194436204/" title="the art of decadence by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2697/4194436204_03e02a8936.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the art of decadence" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4194436412/" title="a glimmer of light by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2609/4194436412_9bb02e11a5.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="a glimmer of light" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She tells her love while half asleep,&lt;br /&gt;In the dark hours,&lt;br /&gt;With half-words whispered low:&lt;br /&gt;As Earth stirs in her winter sleep&lt;br /&gt;And puts out grass and flowers&lt;br /&gt;Despite the snow,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the falling snow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-3985160509946243833?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/3985160509946243833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=3985160509946243833&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-7655479967087251525</id><published>2009-12-08T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:31:24.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>voici mon secret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/2649961686/" title="shark by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2649961686_47b841b9df.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="shark" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/2649135737/" title="a garden under the sea by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3255/2649135737_6c0e75f68b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="a garden under the sea" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FplThE3o2Z0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FplThE3o2Z0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like being at a classical concert where there's a break in between pieces&lt;br /&gt;this is my intermission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-7655479967087251525?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2649961686_47b841b9df_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-1542472279358764171</id><published>2009-12-01T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:18:46.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a whispering wind i feel it inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4151952210/" title="a place i can feel by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2608/4151952210_e932cd94ac.jpg" width="500" height="314" alt="a place i can feel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;like a place i can feel but never will see &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4151193783/" title="watch your dreams slip away by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4151193783_98369ba892.jpg" width="500" height="373" alt="watch your dreams slip away" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see those fingerless pink gloves above, my friend karla made it for me earlier in the year for the first few months of winter. it's my favorite pair because when it gets cold in my room, i can wear it and still be able to play the piano/keyboard. she also made me other crocheted items too that are super cute. in return, i made her a website and &lt;a href="http://kcouture.110mb.com/"&gt;i updated it today&lt;/a&gt;. the kitty on the front page is actually a boy &amp; i turned him into a princess. if you're in the area, please stop by and see the craft show &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4151953068/" title="pain passes by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/4151953068_653fbca493.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="pain passes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The pain passes, but&lt;br /&gt;the beauty remains.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4151194091/" title="beauty remains by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2760/4151194091_b1b26b5f02.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="beauty remains" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought some vintage vera bradley silk flower napkin rings last week from etsy and it came in the mail the other day. it was a nice surprise to see that it came in an old greeting card box that was once filled with renoir reproductions. it looks like the person got it from the museum of fine arts in boston. i've been to boston twice before, both times were short-lived. i'd like to go there the next time i'm up in that area. i used some of those flowers to attach it to the tulle petticoat i found at a thrift shop. i'm planning to add more delicate little things to it. speaking of such things, i have a lot of sequins and beads laying around so i want to do some kind of project with it. in two weeks when i'm home for break, we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;--lsa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-1542472279358764171?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/1542472279358764171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=1542472279358764171&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-8628302003552553997</id><published>2009-11-24T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:39:33.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an inward quiet, like the outward quiet of grass and trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4132413650/" title="glass plates by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4132413650_90ea0cfd73.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="glass plates" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fall/winter season wardrobe consists of:&lt;br /&gt;large and small bows &lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;velvet pants &amp; decorated skirts&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;dark, dark colours in contrast to light&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;accented with lots of metallic jewelry&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;sequins + lace for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;maybe a fitted blazer or over-sized sweater&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;oxford &amp; maryjane heeled shoes&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;a cute almost creepy doll-like style :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4131649421/" title="those who seek by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2560/4131649421_4c876d8ba2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="those who seek" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4131649245/" title="fingers, this tongue, these feet, and their bent wings  by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/4131649245_352beaf1ea.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="fingers, this tongue, these feet, and their bent wings " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † † &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4132412342/" title="as above, so below by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2774/4132412342_356bf5b29d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="as above, so below" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, here is a lush trippy music video by the depreciation guild. this song is reminiscent of my bloody valentine &amp; a bit of the cocteau twins. i am quite in love with this. the music and the vocals are very dreamy. i remember listening to their music earlier this year when they had put out an album ("in her gentle jaws") on their website for free to download. it's nintendo bits meets shoe-gaze. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PK2ORhO9ZLI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-763254041561472890</id><published>2009-11-18T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:56:28.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marie antoinette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excessiveness'/><title type='text'>to call everything by its right name</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4115279777/" title="let them eat cake. by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/4115279777_dba9bf0d5e.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="let them eat cake." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this original photograph was bland and i don't think marie antoinette would have approved. so i added a little bit of loveliness to it using a bow and frame. the drawing was taken from that powder blue book in the image below. it's a gem that i found in the library last week. there are so many pretty illustrations. the book was organized so perfectly. the story of her life was divided into seasons--starting with spring, summer, fall, winter. very enchanting. it gives a similar vibe to that of sofia coppola's film, perhaps she may have been inspired by it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4115279665/" title="in the crusader's pocket by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2777/4115279665_ac5d373cc0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="in the crusader's pocket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been taking so many books out of the library. the other day, i asked them what the limit was for a student to loan out books. the answer was non? no, they didn't know until a few minutes later the lady said 15. i am gradually reaching that limit. it's not just books that i am borrowing though. i took out a couple of piano sheet music books namely rachmaninoff's preludes, bach's well-tempered clavier, and prokofiev's sonatas which i later learned is nearly impossible to play at my level. i'm a bit over my head, a lot of the time. well, isn't that what makes a dreamer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---lsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-763254041561472890?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/763254041561472890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=763254041561472890&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-6397200571255965023</id><published>2009-11-11T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:11:54.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i understand completely, miyazaki.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"it's the splinters of glass in people's eyes that makes them see the world in jagged little pieces. if we could just get out the glass we could make them see clearly."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i finished watching the 1957 russian animated film Снежная королева aka "The Snow Queen". it is a beautiful adaptation of the book by Hans Christian Anderson. i suggest you get your hands on this treasure. there's a raw aesthetic feel that can't be captured by the cgi effects that are the standard today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4096270439/" title="Untitled by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4096270439_7f4572b036.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4096270627/" title="#2 by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2575/4096270627_e6e38b7e2c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="#2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4096270795/" title="#1 by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2475/4096270795_ebfa36d1a0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="#1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4097036016/" title="pull the soul by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2710/4097036016_b13c2b0c70.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="pull the soul" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pull the soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4096279905/" title="thread the body by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2712/4096279905_e0cd5b07e2.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="thread the body" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thread the body&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† † †&lt;br /&gt;ode to N O V E M B E R &lt;br /&gt;blessed souls of the dead&lt;br /&gt;that shower us with falling stars on the 17th&lt;br /&gt;make it a crisp evening, the darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;for when cassiopia crosses the meridian&lt;br /&gt;i drink thy chrysanthemum tea, wolfberries afloat&lt;br /&gt;who's in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;lsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-6397200571255965023?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4096270439_7f4572b036_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-1410040701076704734</id><published>2009-10-30T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:37:22.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>acturus is the halloween ghost of the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4059658444/" title="danse macabre by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2439/4059658444_e8043ccbc1.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="danse macabre" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the moon, like a flower&lt;br /&gt;in heaven's high bower,&lt;br /&gt;with silent delight&lt;br /&gt;sits and smiles on the night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4058912539/" title="metallic crusade by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2658/4058912539_75c863659a.jpg" width="500" height="352" alt="metallic crusade" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, the moon can guide you to the square of pegasus. has anyone seen hubble's great new images? the universe is a beautiful thing. seeing a star covered sky is a rare treat when you live in a city. it has been unusually warm recently but i sense the dead air is coming as the night falls. &lt;i&gt;mellon collie &amp; the infinite sadness&lt;/i&gt; sets the perfect mood for this expression. elements of 90's nostalgia, feelings of lost youth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/581f9330dca0434339646010L-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div 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the sun'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2439/4059658444_e8043ccbc1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-8576803293580013543</id><published>2009-10-23T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:57:07.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow is only a vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4037591625/" title="like a daydream or a fever by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4037591625_2e92e43a81.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="like a daydream or a fever" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you grabbed my hand&lt;br /&gt;and we fell into it&lt;br /&gt;like a daydream&lt;br /&gt;or a fever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i drove through a brief snow storm in the northwestern edge of maryland. possibly, the most magical moment of the year as i am surrounded by the beautiful fall foliage. when the temperature dropped to 32F, i knew &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; was coming. the snowflakes quickly melted away on the car but it stuck to the sides of the mountain. The last time this familiar feeling came through me was on a foggy morning two springs ago when i saw a herd of deer emerge from big meadows of the shenandoah state park in virginia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/4038329538/" title="hearts,,, by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3504/4038329538_eef2b0d7df.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="hearts,,," /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;my favourite things:&lt;br /&gt;+ godspeed you emporer!&lt;br /&gt;+ decorating pages of a book&lt;br /&gt;+ going to the bakery in the morning&lt;br /&gt;+ watching 'yumeiro patissiere'&lt;br /&gt;+ striped stockings&lt;br /&gt;+ fall foliage&lt;br /&gt;+ curling in my pink fuzzy blanket&lt;br /&gt;+ the sound of the rain&lt;br /&gt;+ &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahspank.tumblr.com" target="_blank"&gt;'80s pop girl outfits&lt;/a&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/Rainbow.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/763867" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/763867/tumblr_kqcq44fWVc1qzoozmo1_500_large.jpg?1253916926" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† lsa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-8576803293580013543?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/8576803293580013543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=8576803293580013543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-4869186188380316376</id><published>2009-10-10T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:18:20.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if my heart metamorphed, it’d be missing a part of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3998935326/" title="metamorphoses by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2494/3998935326_0e7830da77.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="metamorphoses" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we are creatures of thought, we seek clarifications.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a special place along the river bank and it will become my secret spot for reading. this is where the butterflies would flutter endlessly on a hot summer afternoon. a lot of the wildflowers and plants are decaying now but the river maintains a consistent ebb and flow. naturally, changes are expected as the cool air sweeps across and in between the hills and valleys. i think that it would be amazing to find a library hidden in a forest. you would pick a book dangling from a tree instead of a shelf. it will be adorned with little ribbons and tags indicating how 'dark' or 'light' the book makes you feel. i imagine this type of setting would be lovely by echo lake up in maine where i have spent my summer there two years ago. my favorite moment was climbing up mt. beech which is 839 feet high and then jumping in the crystal clear lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/7929.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/tumblr_kpotuyRVUi1qzykw9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really looking forward to seeing &lt;i&gt;where the wild things are&lt;/i&gt; as directed by spike jonze. i think i'm going to make a tent out of sheets and blankets for some good old nostalgia. it brings me back to a time of innocence and infinite possibilities. the kind of feeling that seems lost and forgotten. and if we allow magic to be a part of every fiber of our human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-4869186188380316376?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/4869186188380316376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=4869186188380316376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/4869186188380316376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/4869186188380316376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-my-heart-metamorpheditd-be-missing.html' title='if my heart metamorphed, it’d be missing a part of you'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2494/3998935326_0e7830da77_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-8996016818280074419</id><published>2009-10-02T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:50:11.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'>narcotic flowers and humid seas of foliage</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3974979321/" title="&amp;quot;fata viam invenient&amp;quot; by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3484/3974979321_69ef464d44.jpg" alt="&amp;quot;fata viam invenient&amp;quot;" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3975742130/" title="bergamot orange by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3975742130_8bd67122a7.jpg" alt="bergamot orange" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things of autumn: &lt;br /&gt;cassiopeia,&lt;br /&gt;earl grey tea,&lt;br /&gt;flannel sheets,&lt;br /&gt;purple colored sweaters,&lt;br /&gt;black bows,&lt;br /&gt;the cool air,&lt;br /&gt;blankets everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;nocturnal ambiances,&lt;br /&gt;gothic wares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending the last month with plenty of studying accompanied by tea drinking. playing with cards and dreaming like &lt;i&gt;alice&lt;/i&gt;.  composing long over due letters to friends and attempting several pieces of &lt;i&gt;bach&lt;/i&gt; literature on the electronic keyboard. feeling frustrated most of the time. it's not the perfect substitute for the piano in terms of playing anything of the classical nature as it is a machine and not made of real raw materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do something creative. i have things in mind but i don't have the resources at this present address, i would need to go home and fetch them. my dilemma for the month or months to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-8996016818280074419?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3484/3974979321_69ef464d44_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-3009326935355994695</id><published>2009-09-10T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:05:31.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling of incredibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>guiding light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3905538072/" title="secret. by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2662/3905538072_aa7216007f.jpg" alt="secret." height="500" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nature, to be controlled, must be obeyed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3906936050/" title="light &amp;amp; spectrum by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3906936050_2dc92146df_o.jpg" alt="light &amp;amp; spectrum" height="500" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the heat starts to fall and the cold weather begins this cycle, i like to immerse myself in feeling like the seasons change. autumn reminds me of several things, mostly good music, good fashion, and good times. it's very close to being my favorite season. i wish it would arrive here sooner so then we can get to winter where i can see some snow on the ground.  of course, summer is still lingering around as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/matt_muse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;every time i listen to muse, matt inspires me to play the piano. the 'resistance' is absolutely beautiful, especially 'exogenisis', a 3-part gorgeous symphonic rock orchestrated masterpiece. when you take out the sweeping vocals and everything else in between, you are left with the skeleton of a classical piece influenced by rachmaninoff and chopin to name a few.  it also doesn't hurt that muse likes to use esoteric and cryptic lyrics in their songs.  they've gone above&amp;amp;beyond this time to ∞                 &lt;br /&gt;-----lsa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-3009326935355994695?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2662/3905538072_aa7216007f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-7138166796530772612</id><published>2009-09-05T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:57:52.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope sandoval'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>a stranger's light</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/hope16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope sandoval is on my list of girl crushes. she is known for being the other half of the band '&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIafh_TcfXk"&gt;mazzy star&lt;/a&gt;'. she also has a new album out and will be touring soon. unfortunately, i live in the middle of nowhere now and i'm missing out on much of everything. if you haven't heard of her, you'll find that her voice is warm and angelic sounding. i've just discovered that she covered "cherry blossom girl" by air. it's really pretty, i suggest you download it if you haven't. it's been played on my list so many times as evident from my last.fm chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've just started going to school. the second time around, i hope it works out this time. on the side, i've been doing some art related things. maybe, something will come out of this. i've also been doing deep breathing exercises as the sun rises. it helps me focus and i feel that it tunes me into the universe. keeps me grounded to earth and makes me more aware of my surroundings. been reading much about esoteric things as well, it entertains me to no end. and listening, oh yes. i can never get enough of listening to music. so when is 'muse''s album going to leak? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKA8BAavoE8" target="_blank"&gt;30 second clips&lt;/a&gt; are such teases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-7138166796530772612?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/7138166796530772612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=7138166796530772612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/7138166796530772612'/><link 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sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3443/3876201236_8ae51690f3.jpg" alt="i think its beautiful that you are 256 colors too" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is one thing you should know about me, it would be that i love collecting jewelry. they've always attracted me ever since i was a child. my first and favorite piece would have to be this vintage necklace that i picked out and begged my mother to buy for me when i was five at a local flea market. unfortunately i don't have a photograph of it since it's not here with me right now. i keep it safe at home in new jersey. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been looking at a lot of pretty little things on the web and found a mix of treasures along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/catpriem_hello_killer_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://catpriem.nl/" target="_blank"&gt;Cat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Priem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: it's jewelry for little kitties and the like. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not really into taxidermy but the way the feathers were incorporated how the bones were placed is really clever and cute albeit morbid. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/aliceinwonderlandjewel-1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/aliceinwonderlandjewel2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.alidraalic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Alidra&lt;/span&gt; Alic&lt;/a&gt;: her '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alice's&lt;/span&gt; adventures in wonderland' collection is absolutely beautiful and creative. it gives off an innocent feeling with the painted pastel colors, which is delicate and  falls true to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lewis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;carroll's&lt;/span&gt; story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2816263171073079100?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2816263171073079100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2816263171073079100&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2816263171073079100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2816263171073079100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2009/08/asleep-from-day.html' title='asleep from day'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3443/3876201236_8ae51690f3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-2220518950241021875</id><published>2009-08-17T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:18:11.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>playhouses like mine</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i can read on forever and ever. yesterday, i finished oscar wilde's "the picture of dorian gray". i like how throughout the novel, there was a lingering darkness to it until the very end. definately will be added to my library of favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3831700072/" title="gold &amp;amp; fuzz &amp;amp; lush dreams by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2429/3831700072_11b7108cbd.jpg" alt="gold &amp;amp; fuzz &amp;amp; lush dreams" width="395" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been very hot lately, i wish autumn would come sooner so i could lie on something soft and fuzzy  until i can fall asleep to the sound of leavings falling. i cannot wait to wear my heavier tights and coats, the loveliest combination. i really want to get &lt;a href="http://www.bebaroque.co.uk/product.php/90/21/gretel_black"&gt;these tights&lt;/a&gt; by bebaroque. i already own a pair by them below but a black one would be perfect when it gets cold. the ones i am wearing are the prettiest and most delicate pair of tights i own. i also, found &lt;a href="http://www.parkandcube.com/?p=1543"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; very inspiring as well (diy beaded tights!) and i might have to try it some time once i get the appropriate materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dandeliongraves/3831704890/" title="kitchen magic by sunorgan, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2423/3831704890_baf281f56e.jpg" alt="kitchen magic" width="327" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is where the magic happens, i'd say the kitchen is probably the most important room in the home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-2220518950241021875?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/2220518950241021875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=2220518950241021875&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2220518950241021875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/911087772200130210/posts/default/2220518950241021875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/2009/08/playhouses-like-mine.html' title='playhouses like mine'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626322848198274168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SuJ_gnZGKQI/AAAAAAAAACI/D59nMovwToE/S220/fairyshoe.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2429/3831700072_11b7108cbd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-911087772200130210.post-3781905514893186814</id><published>2009-08-12T14:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:19:00.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tears of st lawrence, falling stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my diet consists of granola and fruits since moving down here. i had an awesome chickpea curry meal last night. at this rate, i may be turning vegan soon. maybe i'll reserve certain days into being a carnivore. i think meat tastes much better when taken in sparingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v390/ribboncuts/markryden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brain secretes thought as the liver secretes bile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/911087772200130210-3781905514893186814?l=fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallingthroughafield.blogspot.com/feeds/3781905514893186814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=911087772200130210&amp;postID=3781905514893186814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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wordsworth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SoHc3I22iPI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zPzg_zU-76Y/s1600-h/doll_timestwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lAvv3z1JVyk/SoHc3I22iPI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zPzg_zU-76Y/s320/doll_timestwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368815070630807794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello. welcome to the new doll house.&lt;br /&gt;a place to post things i like and do not like.&lt;br /&gt;expect photographs &amp;amp; many words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are in our existence spots of time,&lt;br /&gt; That with distinct pre-eminence retain&lt;br /&gt; A renovating virtue, whence--our minds&lt;br /&gt; Are nourished and invisibly repaired;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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