displaced, out of step

Feeling like I can’t keep up – displaced. Is there a corresponding word for out of step in time?

Links to savor later:

Dwelling with Place: Lorine Niedecker’s Ecopoetics

The Art of Exploring: Flanerie in an Age of Mass Tourism

10 authors who excel on the internet

Dream: driving up the road to my parents’ house. All the houses approaching my parents’ house were burnt shells. Wondering if my parents’ house was also going to be a burnt shell. Wondering what caused this.

“the winds”

I walked out of the building tonight about 7 pm. The wind was fresh and alive. The air was soft and room temperature. I felt like I was surrounded by air. It was delightful. It’s still windy. The house is stuffy. The temperature has dropped.

Sights of today:

Fat tadpoles in dirty pond behind the office.
Wisteria in full bloom hanging over the arbor.
Car on fire on the side of the highway on the way to work.

“the nest”

My sense of home has been challenged these past few days, working on getting my parents’ house ready to sell. I lived there six years from 7th grade through high school, and then summers while in college. And visits for many years thereafter.

After cleaning, it’s a whole new place. I only took photos of these two small outbuildings. The ceiling in the well house is so beautiful. I don’t know what will happen to them.

tool shed

tool shed

well house

well house

bird's nest in pulley, well house

bird’s nest in pulley, well house

early flowers

March 30 – morning snow shower – temperatures just above freezing.

Watching Werner Herzog’s “Happy People: A Year on the Taiga” over the weekend gave me a whole new appreciation for spring snow.

dwarf siberian iris

dwarf siberian iris

crocus

crocus

four mile route

Now that the weather is getting slightly better, I’m interested in finding some new routes in the neighborhood. I tried this route, thought it might be too long, but it was fine.

I use the Moves app to track my walk, but I had to learn how to take a screenshot on the iPhone (Home + Sleep/Wake button), then had to email it to myself to be able to post here. Quite a route in itself!

four miles, one and a half hours

four miles, one and a half hours

hello world

I love the earliest flowers. It is a challenge to get enough of them, they disappear so fast.

snowdrops

snowdrops

crocus at sunset

crocus at sunset