it is the beginning of the end

i had such wonderful intentions. i have Holga photos to post and so many sweet yellow forsythia pictures. but my powerbook died today, and with it went my camera software. and also, tragically, the playlists that have kept me alive this winter.





maybe i'll put some words up in this space.



or maybe the motherblog just died.

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"it's the first day of spring, and my life is starting over again"

i believe the winter is gone for good now, which means i am ready to re-enter the world. the weather is warm, the forsythia is blooming, and i can't stop moving. i've been running in the forest in the mornings, getting my legs ready for the mountains. because i'll be in the rockies in no time at all! i can already taste the PBR.

cold sea

kelly and i went to the north sea last weekend and stayed on a sad deserted island called sylt. it was fantastically cold, but we managed to:

have the most decadent of train picnics
walk for hours on frozen sand
eat delicious fish sandwiches
figure out the german word for oysters, then order some
climb a giant dune for a nice view
find some dank cheesecake in a doily-filled guesthouse
take a ferry to denmark and withdraw 100 kroner
buy wine over international waters
bust out the Holga, before the sun disappeared
find piles of pretty blue shells

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and now back in freiburg, the resurgence of winter. i am once again biking through blizzards with my 6 year olds, and i'm not psyched about it. i'm crawling underneath my duvet until i see sunshine.

i sure like the kids better on a friday

yes, fridays are always decent.
but today there was a sesame bagel and a latte, blue skies and a fully loaded Holga, a very good novel in hand, new yellow shoelaces, and a long-awaited pumpkin pie. it may be out of season, but it is delicious.

and tomorrow i am going to the sea!
i'm waking up before dawn, grabbing my tupperware of pie from the fridge, and taking a train n o r t h.

ciao february

february ended with some sun, thank god, and i found a little magic in freiburg again. i want to leave the city on good terms, but i am feeling faded from the winter.