i am remiss.
after a brilliant show at miller theatre june 10, i sped away (with the generous help of the lovely önder cebeci, full of yummy turkish-style eggs and faux champagne) for home (b-more, ish). my mom and i jetted to albuquerque for a wedding - topaz and abby (sp?) and their pirate-clad crew had the ceremony at jeff's place (topaz's bro, not really my cousin, but family all the same)...the sunset was absolutely glorious, the ceremony perfect, the mood tangibly warm - and turkey legs to boot.
next day (can i get this chronology right? we'll see...) my mom and i drove in our sage-colored cruise control-equipped ford focus up the turquoise trail to santa fe, passing through madrid, where my uncle chris and cec once lived and ran a montessori school, and i bought a bracelet, though not the needlepoint style that i had so pined for in old town albuquerque. we stayed at the el rey inn on the outskirts of town.
we spent the next day prowling around bandelier (no fear of ladders, not me!) and afterwards spent a bit of time at ghost ranch. it's fascinating to muse about what georgia o'keefe saw in the landscape...eva got me started at sharon's beautiful home, where we feasted on curried tofu, white rice with coconut milk, bbq-ed salmon and green salad. i had some wine before i was convinced to play a little flute for the crowd, which included my aunt and uncle, cousin lukas, jeff, his two kids sydney and jace, cecelia and sharon herself.
we went up to taos (now the days are bleeding together for me...), were a bit miffed at the sheer touristy-ness of it all, quickly saw the museums we wanted to see and got ourselves post-haste to the pueblo, where i mostly tried not to direspect the space by talking too loudly or too fast, or by taking too many photos.
our last day we took the fast way back to abq and stopped at this wholesale jewelry place we'd heard about in santa fe. totally worth the stop - i scored a beautiful turquoise ring that is this milky green color that seduced me midway through our trip. after a last meal of green chile loveliness, mom dropped me by malli's house, a friend of topaz's that i met at the wedding, for an evening of rock band with people from the s.c.a. (society of creative anachronism).
i've been a few days in queens, crashing at jake's, and the smell of garlicky kale and israeli couscous is wafting through the house (housemates are cooking) and my left hand aches from erasing parts all day.
will i, oh will i, be able to move to new york?
next day (can i get this chronology right? we'll see...) my mom and i drove in our sage-colored cruise control-equipped ford focus up the turquoise trail to santa fe, passing through madrid, where my uncle chris and cec once lived and ran a montessori school, and i bought a bracelet, though not the needlepoint style that i had so pined for in old town albuquerque. we stayed at the el rey inn on the outskirts of town.
we spent the next day prowling around bandelier (no fear of ladders, not me!) and afterwards spent a bit of time at ghost ranch. it's fascinating to muse about what georgia o'keefe saw in the landscape...eva got me started at sharon's beautiful home, where we feasted on curried tofu, white rice with coconut milk, bbq-ed salmon and green salad. i had some wine before i was convinced to play a little flute for the crowd, which included my aunt and uncle, cousin lukas, jeff, his two kids sydney and jace, cecelia and sharon herself.
we went up to taos (now the days are bleeding together for me...), were a bit miffed at the sheer touristy-ness of it all, quickly saw the museums we wanted to see and got ourselves post-haste to the pueblo, where i mostly tried not to direspect the space by talking too loudly or too fast, or by taking too many photos.
our last day we took the fast way back to abq and stopped at this wholesale jewelry place we'd heard about in santa fe. totally worth the stop - i scored a beautiful turquoise ring that is this milky green color that seduced me midway through our trip. after a last meal of green chile loveliness, mom dropped me by malli's house, a friend of topaz's that i met at the wedding, for an evening of rock band with people from the s.c.a. (society of creative anachronism).
i've been a few days in queens, crashing at jake's, and the smell of garlicky kale and israeli couscous is wafting through the house (housemates are cooking) and my left hand aches from erasing parts all day.
will i, oh will i, be able to move to new york?
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