Archive | July, 2009

feeling poetic

31 Jul

Today I am slightly down. Tried to figure out the cause but in vain. Picked up a few things off the cubicle wall, reached for ‘neater’. And there it was, a poem sent by my old and very good friend. Let me type it up:

Nasha vstrecha prosto otlozhena na kakoy-to nemislimiy srok. Horosho, chto pochta otlazhena: vse chto vazhno tak – mezhdu strok.

Mezhdu strok – berezovim shepotom, drobyu kapelna shifer krish. Mezhdu strok – chto-to eshe bi tam, kak obichno ti govorish…

Osen’, osen’… V tuchi otvislie, tihih slez na samoe dno. Do rassveta ryzhimi pismami s vetok klena brosat’ v okno.

Chtobi utrom, viyda na ulicu ty vsegda pri sebe imel nashi pisma chto vsyudu stelyatsa – pisma s servera ”osen’.mail”.

This poem is about autumn, greetings postponed for indefinite time, gratitude to postmen and stamps, letters, and things that can only be said in between the lines, whispered like the light rain on the roof tops, quiet tears of tired clouds, oak leaves for letters that fall while reaching for the window, something for you to hold while you walk  through the morning sighing park, letters from the north stamped ”autumn.mail”…

See, I know what it is now: it’s the ‘homesickness’. Sickness of heart, longing for home, family, friends. I will see some of them soon and cannot wait. Oh, these long summer days all the way on the other side of the world! So sunny but often so sad. I wish there was rain. Long and cold rain in sheets. Maybe tonight?

Loose ends

24 Jul

Unfinished projects, untied ends, half-stitches and parts of sweaters.  That is my crafty life in a few words.  What to do with it? Change, you say, follow through. The problem is, though, I am more of a try one thing – get bored – pick another thing type of a girl.

But how do I concentrate on one project, when there are so many more waiting? Painting, woodwork, knitting, beading, sculpting, oh the list is so long it is overwhelming. Where do I start? Actually, I’ve started many times. My latest passion is sculpture. I do browse all sorts of DIY websites and should probably mention a few here. That’s where my ideas are flipping their wings. I catch them alright.  This week my journal is full of ‘buy flour and salt for the ducks’ or ‘make ducks’ or ‘paint the ducks’. My very own reproduction of the ‘duck wall-art’.  They are drying on the top of the bookshelf far enough from the cats and close enough for me to remember to put them ‘to flight’! Wait for a picture, next week for sure!

The weekend is almost here and my dear hubby and I are traveling to Malaysia for diving! Another ‘first’ for me and I’m excited.  There will be photos. And they will definitely trigger my mom’s renewed effort of reminding me to eat more. I almost don’t mind. She remembers to scold me every time, but at least she remembers. That’s love too, don’t you think?  And who would refuse a second helping of that?

In search of a book

24 Jul

Just got back from my very long lunch without getting as much as a crumb in.

I went to search for a book by Cormac McCarthy, the one about pretty horses. See, just yesterday I finished his ‘The Road’. What a beautiful book! The language is stunning, bordering on poetry… listen to this: ”borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it”. Or this: ”by day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp”. So I set on my road to the bookstore. No ‘All the pretty horses” though.

I did find a few other seemingly interesting books and will post a note or two about them once I’m finished devouring them:)  yes, that’s exactly what I do with books lately.

Another first

24 Jul

Here it is – my first ever entry! What is it about ‘firsts’? First step, first word, first dance… For one, they are exciting, like ventures into the world of ‘seconds’ and ‘thirds’, sometimes better, sometimes better-nots. To tell the truth, I am thrilled! I can just see this blog of mine five years down the road full of pictures of my cats, kids (!), places visited, cookies baked, toys made. That is, of course, if I stick to it! sometimes my green coloured pen and paper are too enticing… Anyway, hello world!