Hello, Hallelujah.

I was hoping to incorporate physical memory in this--ahem--journal, but I think I have lost touch with the art of physical memory making. I found a website that creates collages but It's hard to remember things when they are bunched up, and tied with ribbons.

Well, anyway, I have been floating fairly well in these troubled waters of ours. I am mostly drowning in recipes and that is alright, I guess, as long as they aren't too time consuming. After all, I only like to drown for a short and reasonable time. Tonight I bought a grill, I made a good meal, and now I am tired and ill and in love with Watership Down.

I have rabbit dreams. Carrots and burrows. I live with a family, bucks and does, and care only about safety and which way the wind blows. I miss my crinkling nose and the language--the language, mostly--where love is a warm flank and endlessly running.


Erin