of Kansas no more
I’ve been swirling about in a two-week tornado of work and writing, and the wind is finally dying down. Now I’m hovering just above ground with the tumbleweeds and rooftiles and chickens that got sucked up with me, about to land here:
Mam rinses her paint brushes in the kitchen sink. The water runs turquoise and red and gold. She starts tearing up basil leaves for dinner while Pap sits at the piano, tickling Debussy out of the keys. Somehow Clair de Lune sounds even more exquisite floating through basil-scented air.
The sun is playing energetic tag with a pair of thick clouds, and I’m a half-watchful mother sitting in the doorway, my eyes on my book but my skin intently absorbing their antics.
When I need a break from the funneling debris in Tornado Alley, I escape here. It’s safe.
ah! a favorite author… I’m an Eggers groupie :)
I’m reading it in Dutch so I’m probably missing his wordsmithery, but his skill at weaving a story from fact is gorgeous.
His son is in Joshua’s class so I can actually stalk him :) Wow – in Dutch – impressive!! Don’t miss Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius – one of my all-time faves. xoxoxo
hello friend! I would love to see what you come up with for this little challenge :) xx http://huntingforbliss.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/seven-super-shots/
Lovely post :)
Glad you stopped by… (:
So pretty. I love the color! :)
Me too…when I’m there I always feel like Dorothy waking up to wild oversaturated technicolour in Oz. (: My mum-in-law is a colour genius.
I see myself drinking koffiee verkeerd in that garden!
Kom maar langs! (: We can have kopi susu.
LOVE the coffee cup shot. fun shadows. i feel like i’m right there with you, feeling the sun on my face and sipping that perfect cappuccino {that’s what i’m having, anyway :)}
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Wow. My mother-in-law is a hoarder (think: dark, messy, dusty, caravan that hasn’t been cleaned since 1995, craft goods overflowing) so it’s a bit baffling to me to see how beautiful your in-law’s house is! Amazing use of colour. She’s got the perfect knack of being fearless-yet-restrained, if that makes sense. Beautiful post. I love how you write Valerie, I always feel like I’m right there, experiencing things through your eyes. I can smell basil at the moment, wafting through floral accents in that sun-drenched garden. Gorgeous. xx
I was back at her place again this weekend, and came home in a flight of inspiration resolving to paint my kitchen cabinets turquoise. The man is yet to be convinced…I might just have to hijack it and paint them the next time he’s off touring. (:
Haha, yep definitely do that! When he gets back I’m sure he’ll be convinced ;)