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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Beautiful People...


Tory Gray sees something amusing beside the camera.

Matthew "The Badman" Vivero, in all his glory.



James Westhafer concentrates very hard on something.


Naamah Azoulay strikes a pose on the quad.

Blogger extraordinaire and style connoisseur Julian Patterson in the wilderness.
My dear mother, author, poet, journalist, and general wonder-woman, Deborah Weisgall.


...and a beautiful dog. Rosie Wilder.

Monday, April 26, 2010

In Anticipation of Summer

I was just looking through some old pictures as I procrastinate writing about World War I (a project I'm mildly obsessed with, so I'm not sure why I'm doing everything in my power not to work on it). I found some pictures from the sailing trip I took with the Allen/White family last August and came across some that made me supremely happy. Their beautiful boat Northern Crown was our vessel, and it was one of the most amazing vacations I've ever been on. We sailed from Center Harbor in Brooklin to Little Cranberry Isle, then mosied on down to Marshall Island before stopping in between Devil's, Cook's, and Hell's Half Acre Islands for the nights. The weather was perfect; warm during the day and cool at night.

We had wonderful dinners sitting around the old wooden table as we feasted on everything from steak and eggs to gourmet salads that Martha amazingly procured in that small galley. Oreos and peanut M&Ms were a luxury, and we ate them happily atop the cabin after supper, until the dew drove us in to our cozy bunks and warm sleeping bags. On the last day we woke up to pea soup fog so thick that Nick and I had to grouch on the bow with a fog horn in case any boats popped out of nowhere dangerously close to our bow. The pictures are great and I didn't post them when the trip occurred, so I thought I'd share them with you now! Looking forward to lazy days on warm porches and sunny docksI can taste the Arizona tall boys from Stop 'N Go already. Can't wait for that summer air...

The beautiful Northern Crown. Originally owned by Joel White (E.B. White's son, and the famous author himself sailed on it with his family). Taylor Allen and Martha White, parents of my good friend Nick, were kind enough to bring me along for the magical sail.


Best seat in the house. Sleeping on the Genoa Sail as we motor due to lack of wind (the only thing about the entire trip that I would even think about changing).

The Islesford Dock, where we tied up the dinghy, a stunning Maine Peapod, designed by Jimmy Steele and based off old lobster fishing dories (thanks to NAW for the info).

The Ilsesford Market. And Post Office.

Under sail on Northern Crown. Nothing better...

Listening to: "Asleep on a Sunbeam" by Belle and Sebastian.
Lines I like: "Another summer passing by, all I need is somewhere I can feel the grass beneath my feet, a walk on sand, a fire I can warm my hands, my joy will be complete."

Thoughts: I'm realizing more and more that what we love to do is ultimately the main part of our lives that sustains us. Whom we love and where we are matters just as much...don't let the shoulds and woulds and the things that everybody else does influence you and make you sell yourself out. If you want to ride horses in Montana instead of getting a desk job, go do it. I know that this sounds like the end of a mediocre movie, but sometimes truths slip by us. I get scared because a lot of my friends are graduating this year, and seeing them grapple with the next phase is reminding me how hard it is to do what you love. But I think we can all ultimately make something work...passion drives us, and that's a fact that gets hardly any credit these days. Just something to think about, as I can't seem to stop...

Monday, April 19, 2010

Dear Miller Third Floor...

So I've been on the third floor of Miller Library at Colby College all day, leaving only to eat and play squash ( can you tell I'm an elitist New Englander? Jesus). I think my brain is starting to melt because I feel guilty that I just don't care that much about the Mayan revolt in 1994. I should, but me with this book is like Helen Keller trying to read matzo at Passover. So here are a few recent pics more for my own procrastination than anything...but I hope you guys enjoy. More to come. NH this weekend, should have some beautiful/hilarious shots to share with you guys.Inidian Island Light in late February. Because what's a post without it?

The draped lady at the Colby Museum of Art. Wandering through those rooms is so peaceful. Necessary to get away from the craziness of campus and escape into beautiful things.

Feet looking out over the hills of Maine.


Feels good to be back in the blogosphere. Once I figure out how to put links to songs we'll be in good shape. I'm low-tech...help.

Thanks to RFP and JSW for the photoshop bootlegging. Much appreciated.

Listening to: "Beginning of a Great Adventure" -Lou Reed. Because? Why not.
Line I like: "It's not good trying to immortalize yourself."