Bodies at rest and motion.

testing articulations

with hums and murmurs and shouts.

intention glimpses action

like air moving through open fingers-

will rest be found in the clanging cloud or the quiet fire?

tiny wails calling out from sleep

accelerations to move me from this inertia.

with unbalanced forces,

i steady my feet within the notches of the floorboards

to sing them back to the land of dreaming.

Kids at the Pumpkin Patch!

I love Fall, but it has been feeling like Summer the last few days.  We took the kids to the pumpkin patch for a few photos this past weekend.  The kids were causing a small riot during their photo shoot - strangers were calling their names along with us, to try to get them to look at the camera and whipping out their cell phones.  They will be nine months on the 9th.  I continue to be amazed how their first year is just flying by!