Apple butter and blank notebooks, staying up late and new recipies. |
apple butter the smell of festivals the first bite of a new recipie romano and mozzerella cheese asparagus sauteed with white wine and bowtie pasta reading on the front porch in late spring and early fall a blank notebook the smooth and shiny movement of muscle of a running horse a glass of oliver winery soft red wine at room temperature A good, strong cup of coffee with the morning paper learning a new language ghost stories keeping things simple old traditions a rainy day and having nothing to do heineken the smell of cigars being smoked staying up late the morning news grandparents freshly washed bed sheets the Green Bay Packers watching your flowers grow from seeds basil singing to the "Rent" soundtrack as loud as I can when I'm driving by myself your team winning an upset walking into an air conditioned store out of the sweltering summer heat rarely using an expensive bottle of perfume the poem "The Buried Life" by Matthew Arnold applause and standing ovations drawstring, linen pants wearing the same skirt two days in a row chinese noodles and spring rolls yard sale-ing green olives crying at something that makes you happy going to the park and swinging |