acturus is the halloween ghost of the sun

the moon, like a flower
in heaven's high bower,
with silent delight
sits and smiles on the night



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. mellon collie & the infinite sadness sets the perfect mood for this expression. elements of 90's nostalgia, feelings of lost youth.



xx

tomorrow is only a vision

you grabbed my hand
and we fell into it
like a daydream
or a fever

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 it 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.



x
my favourite things:
+ godspeed you emporer!
+ decorating pages of a book
+ going to the bakery in the morning
+ watching 'yumeiro patissiere'
+ striped stockings
+ fall foliage
+ curling in my pink fuzzy blanket
+ the sound of the rain
+ '80s pop girl outfits ♥





† lsa

if my heart metamorphed, it’d be missing a part of you

we are creatures of thought, we seek clarifications.

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.





i am really looking forward to seeing where the wild things are 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.

xx