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tracing our tracks

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with the chill of an april night in may,

we march out again to float above the river.

365 days dustier, our train tracks seem only to have magnified in magic…

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so too has my aversion to such height-induced adrenaline,

but now we are we, and together we walk free.

clutching your expert hands I tread since-vanquished coals with care as if they still burned.

I follow your flippers, tracing your tracks and placing each velvet slipper on the rail behind yours.

someone else’s mother’s leather floats across the divide and I trail…

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it seems 12 months time has erased my subtle cool completely, and I freeze.

please.

please wake my feet that they may flee in tidy take off,

incite my knees that they may ensure a steady landing,

and oh please, leave my racing mind at peace that it may not tempt curious eyes to seek the water below.

a shaky leap and at last I meet you for the first and five hundredth time…

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we turn to face           a searing sky.

burning hearts pressed together,

now above the train tracks

over the river

we fly.

 

5.24.16. written on a cool tuesday morning, dreaming of the past weekend…week…year…and all of the painted skies to come.

a day in providence

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    Despite a modest 20-square-mile area, the city of Providence is so packed with destinations worth exploring, 24 hours does not come close to lending a sufficient amount of time to do, see, and taste it all.  It does, however, provide just enough time to be charmed beyond recovery.  Full disclosure: You may fall in love with this little city.  Consider yourself warned.

I also find it necessary to alert you to the fact that, Providence being the foodie mecca it is, you will be consuming an absurd amount of food during your (hypothetical) 24 hours here.  In fact, your visit to Providence will revolve mostly around incredibly delicious, alternatively prepared, farm fresh and locally-sourced food, in an extremely abundant supply.  So loosen your belt buckle a notch or two, and let’s dig in.

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fade into night

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DSC_9579DSC_9650The first time Chris and I met, we were on, in, and around the Rhode Island State House, passing through its archways and clambering up and down those majestic marble stairs.  This time, we moved away to admire the iconic building from a new perspective.Image-1
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Instead of a grey Saturday morning downtown, Chris and I decided to meet on a balmy Tuesday evening at the top of Congdon Street.   Lined with pretty little trees and historic old homes, Prospect Park perches high on the hill, where it overlooks the skyline through a wrought iron fence.  There’s an aura of peace in the tiny park, as couples huddle onto benches pressing their noses together, college students sketch their surroundings, a lone yogi sits in sukhasana.  Providence shows off to the beat of the setting sun.  This city wears amber well.

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The ombré design of this Intermezzo leotard could not have complimented the sky more perfectly that night.  It’s delicate grey dip-dye echoes our old marble friend as it reflects the sky’s twilight performance.
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Every dancer loves a good pinch in their leo, and this beauty has two: one in the front and one in the back.  Its sleek cut pulls in a bit at the waist, and the tightly knit lycra keeps a strong hold, creating an overall slimming effect.  I prefer my leotards snug this way (I felt totally supported by the full lining), but if you are into a looser feel, I would recommend sizing up.

In music, an intermezzo is a piece which fits between two other, more dramatic, entities.  Like the golden hour of sunset linking day to night, this leotard marries dark and light with its elegant subtle fade.

Intermezzo leotard, c/o firstposition.com

photos of me by Christopher Emerson, photo of the skyline by me.

unplanned

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we Watch july’s final sunset from a Hill
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golden full moon rimmed by stars that spill
melting into the blue waves’ sound
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a striped sky globed protectively around
like this small beach town is
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drink, tipped matches,
tea room, my mind attaches
Marcia’s cats are mischievous
fishing grey smiles and jungle spotted thievery
palm trees
a reminder never to drink alone
from a framed man and his talismans
a bar cut into thirds
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winnie-the-pooh walls and wooden beams
sing us to sleep, but the morning steams
all sunshine, hot tea, and muffin crumbs
you call me Lady
my hands go numb

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amber honey, thin syrup, glass bottles, iced tea
buttery rolled lobster in the clouds
artichoke hearts and vitamin d
a soulful walk to Hammonasett
tiny towels steeped in sand
our day in lists, firsts and new places we’ve kissed
all so perfectly unplanned.

cause for celebration

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We’re home from Maine, and now it’s time to cross that big old bridge to Newport for the date we’ve all been waiting to celebrate- my cousin’s 21st birthday!  This two-day-long fiesta will surely include (more than) a few cocktails, a delicious dinner out, dressing up fancy, and of course dancing.  See you on the other side!

cotton candy clouds

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Good morning, dears!  Just thought I would share a few photos of the views I’ve been soaking in lately…DSC02678 DSC02680 DSC02684 DSC02679DSC02689

Last night’s sunset was too gorgeous to go undocumented.  And where are these pastel-colored skies, you ask?  Right over the flat waves of Short Sands in the one and only York Beach, Maine- my favorite little beach town!  I’m here with my family for a quick little weekend getaway, enjoying the views, the wine, and some R&R.  Hope you’re all having as wonderful a weekend as I am!  Ciao!

paint with all the colors of the wind

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How amazing are these photos by Canadian photographer Matt Molloy?  Another genius curation by the keen-eyed ladies of Honestly WTF– no surprise there!  Mr. Molloy composes these works of art by layering hundreds of shots taken from a time lapse video, causing the subjects to appear smeared; as if created with a paintbrush.  I love how this ‘brushstroke effect’ brings a whimsical element of surrealism to otherwise traditional landscapes.  The composition of each photo is so perfectly calculated, leading the viewer’s eye to a clear focal point in the heart of the image.  Brilliant!

let’s go out and see, darling, what shines tonight

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Last week, the roommie and I decided to pack up a little picnic (we are such pro salad makers), and head to Prospect Park to watch the sun set over the cityscape.  The weather was absolutely perfect- warm enough to lay in the shade and read for a while, then cool enough to cozy up in my sweatshirt after the sun tucked itself away behind the buildings.  Prospect Park is one of my favorite places to admire the evening sky; The already gorgeous statehouse just illuminates under the glow of the setting sun.  These impromptu picnics in the park are something I’ll really miss when the weather gets colder…I’m so glad I decided to bring my camera along to preserve this truly breathtaking view.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I love Providence!

dog days

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{A few photos from my instagram that have defined August thus far}

For me, these past few weeks have been bittersweet.  On one hand I am ready to get back into my regular routine and have a schedule again, but on the other hand, the beginning of fall means a whole lot less sleeping in, rarer beach days and my favorite cousin/best friend leaving to study abroad in Rome for a whole 4 months!  But, just as boots and scarves make up for a lack of beach trips, there is a silver lining: her educational enlightenment creates the perfect excuse for me to take a trip to Italy, where leather bags and boots are plentiful!  Until then, I’ll be clinging on to my canvas beach bag and flip flops as I absorb the last of those beautiful summer sunsets.

my favorite kind of weekend

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Are you guys getting tired of my sunset pictures of Shorts Sands beach yet?  I really hope not.  Because this is one view I will never get sick of.  My favorite kind of weekend begins with a day at the beach (preferably with a delicious NY state peach), is followed by lounging by the pool and pie and thumbprint cookie baking, and rounds off with a quick trip to the most relaxing little town in New England.  York Beach.  It’s quaint, it’s cute, it’s beachy, warm, happy, calm…there’s seafood and happy hour and fresh tomato and mozzarella salads…there are boat rides and movie nights and long walks to the lighthouse…it’s my favorite place to fall asleep at night and I can’t help but smile when the first thing I see in the morning is the Atlantic Ocean.  It’s safe to say this location will have a special little place in my heart for the rest of my life.  I mean who wouldn’t love a place where the basil plants are nearly the size of small trees?!

This particular weekend happened to be my dad’s 55th birthday (happy birthday, wabs!), which of course required desserts of many varieties, singing, family, presents, and even fireworks! (Okay, maybe they weren’t exactly for his birthday, but they happen to light them off of a barge in the middle of the water, directly outside our house!  The rocking chairs on our porch could not be better seats.)

We also took the little boat tour from Perkin’s Cove, Ogunquit into York, past our house and around the Nubble Lighthouse.  Safe to say my mom and I definitely got a little seasick, but visiting the adorable Perkin’s Cove made it all worthwhile.  I thought the “Buoys” and “Gulls” bathroom signs were too funny not to document.

I hope you all had as wonderful a weekend as me!  And if you’re anywhere near New England and ever have the chance to visit York Beach, I (obviously) highly recommend you do.

The birthday boy himself, on our Perkin’s Cove boatride…always posing!