People You Love = Home

I am forever indebted to my friend Meg for showing me Talkings Heads Stop Making Sense. She has a bit of an obsession with the band and one of my fondest memories is dancing to the entirety of the Stop Making Sense album at her wedding. Good times.

I'm getting ready to go on vacation to a place I love, but more importantly to be with people I love. Having moved around, I've always maintained that home is people, not a place.

Happy Friday!



"This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)"

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - burn with a weak heart
(So I) guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing

Hi yo I got plenty of time
Hi yo you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up say goodnight . . . say goodnight

Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this where I'll be . . . where I'll be

Hi yo We drift in and out
Hi yo sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooh

The Summer That Slipped By

It's July 21st? What?

As the media reports, America is caught in a heat wave - especially in the Midwest - but the mid-to-upper 90s for North Carolina is pretty par for the course.

But combine that with the regular storms that are rolling through, and the hours for running after work slip away before I can even realize it.

James and I are trying to enjoy ourselves in other ways, this summer. We feel we found a bit of a gem with the North Carolina Museum of Art's concert series and enjoyed both Andrew Bird and Neko Case in one week.

Sometimes we feel isolated, in the small Eastern NC town we live in. We get sucked into the 7-5 grind of work, eat, and sleep; and despite the longer hours of sun, the summer heat sometimes makes it worse. But finding some cool grass to dig your toes into, a good bottle of wine to share...

 and some good music to listen to...it goes a long way.

Even better, a week from today, James and I head west to Summit County Colorado for some much needed time with my dad's family, the beautiful mountains, and some hard playing in the form of hiking, water water rafting, bicycling, and rowdy dinners with good food and drink. I look forward to being exhausted every night.

But I'm craving this getaway the way in more ways than one.

I have some peace to make there up among the rocks.

Summer makes an even bigger procrastinator out of me

Dinners, concerts, days by the pool, and runs in all kinds of weather....

Watermelon Salad with Goat Cheese, Pickled Jalepenos, and Crushed Pistachios

Waiting for Andrew Bird

Listening to Mavis Staples, dry

Watching the threatening clouds

Andrew Bird, rocking out

Listening to Andrew Bird, wet