Picture(s) of the day

In the same part of the sky as that dove-like (or dragon, if you prefer) cloud was last summer.  Reminded me of an angel (breaking free from this mortal coil.) The only cloud in that part of the sky again.

Angel-like, June 2/L Herlevi 2014

Full view of western sky, June 2/L Herlevi 2014

Tuesday

The morning arrives with the jarring juxtaposition of the thick, dampening fog, and absolute chaotic traffic and construction...I feel unsettled.  Ran into an ex-boyfriend (the one I always run into) while trying to get to a bus that was running, and he commented that he thought I was a (high school) student making my way to school.  Then he said it was better than saying I looked old.  (Weird mostly in that his youngest daughter is finishing high school, and that we cross paths a lot, I don't look drastically different...maybe it was the location.)

It's not just the gushing on Facebook, I've been speaking my mind more in general the last couple of days, to a lot of people.  A little less timid, less self-conscious.  Maybe it's the moon, maybe it's exhaustion, maybe it's Meisner...a healthy thing for me at any rate.  Hope I manage to keep in the habit.  I tend to trend toward passivity in life.  Perhaps I'm afraid of the consequences of action (both good and bad), afraid of what it would mean if my life changed and whether or not I could handle it.  The devil you know... The problem with that is that you don't end up necessarily where you'd like to go, and while the journey might be a good one, you are blown about by whatever the strongest outside influence pushes you: your life is acted upon, rather than acted out by you (me.)  Hasn't been a bad life, just really passive.  (This year has been an exception, 23 was as well, and 2004.)  Maybe all the internal shifting over the past year is finally affecting my behavior...or maybe it's just the moon.

Speaking of moody:

Lighted trees/L. Herlevi 2013

Happy Friday

Four-leaf clover/L. Herlevi 2013

Choir number two

My singing is better, and it doesn't hurt, but my throat is a little raw and my voice is noticeably lower when I speak.  Everything was very, very high.  Here's a picture of parked cars.

Cars along the wall/L Herlevi 2013

Picture

Feeling more centered today. Should do my homework before class. I'm now seeing a figure in the middle of the picture in my last post. Ancestral? Spirit? We had visited some ruins earlier in the day, across the road and up a hill. An older culture definitely lived there before.  There was nothing ominous about that day (well, the peal of thunder), so I don't think it's a bad thing.  It was a beautiful visit.  My eyes are probably playing tricks on me. (Face, top, middle. Eyes looking directly at viewer.)

It's almost incomprehensible to me how I am not just passing this class, but pre-final, am carrying an "A." Or how I know some of the past tense of verbs...I did study those quite a bit for the mid-term, but we haven't used them since then. Not complaining, I just sometimes feel like an idiot in class.

Thank God! The phone call went well.  Such a relief!

The weather is perfect right now, 75 degrees and sunny with a nice, solid breeze flowing thru. I took a short walk to return some equipment, and now I have the window open (I'm lucky enough to have a window.)

Happy Weekend

I feel odd.

Here's a picture for the day, magnolias in the Quad, my cherry tree pictures weren't as good, too far away.

Magnolia tree/L. Herlevi 2013

Also, a song. In honor of Billy Bragg playing the Neptune later this week. It's not really a video, mostly just a picture of one of the Oasis guys. But I like this version of the song, the hollowness of the room.  Accident Waiting to Happen. It reminds me of driving across the Franklin Mountains between El Paso and Las Cruces with my aunt and uncle a long time ago. They had found an old Billy Bragg tape somewhere and we played it in the car, because it reminded them of when my sister had visited them in England in the early 90's. I haven't heard his music lately, I used to listen to him a lot in the late 80's and early 90's. I listened to Workers Playtime alot, it had all the "love" songs on it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCCnNqyrgmI

Gonna go see if I need a benedryl.

Trying to purge stuff. Got rid of a box, then took two large bags of clothing to a Goodwill drop-off. Walked 40 blocks home. The sun was warm, the air slightly cool, smelling clean of balsa and rockrose. I love late afternoon when the sun begins to slant toward the horizon. My favorite time of day.