End of an era

Last night I went to Chrysalis' good bye party. Chrysalis - that's the gym where I've been spinning, the location of a long ago blog entry called "nouveau knitting."

The gym closed last Thursday night - the owner walked in on Monday and said effective the end of business Thursday, it's done.

There's a lot of that going around here. Still, I look forward to the new chapter.

At the party everyone is dressed out of context, in street clothes, with make up and jewels. No white sweat towels hanging around the neck. The question du jour is "where are you going?"

The answer to this, as it is with many questions these days, is usually, "I don't know."

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Last week I picked up this purple easter egg portfolio at Walgreens on sale - 99 cents, last chance. I opened the portfolio and stroked its pages, that day's stories and descriptions taking shape in my head, there in the midst of jarred coffee, trail mix, and artificial sugar in yellow boxes.

This is my private time: in Walgreen's at the corner of Main and Poe, with its flashing neon red sign: Gal Milk 1.99

I buy this, and a snack of sesame sticks, peppermint mocha for my coffee, and a yellow box of that artificial sugar.
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I'm sorry I haven't been posting here. I miss it. Started another blog with an eerily cheery tone designed to hold my feet to the fire. You see what good that did!

Our Lady of Resumption

Dear All,

This post is a resumption of my blog. It's dedicated to my creative life, a small private lush space where I can practice my practice.

So much has happened!

I have discovered the lost letters of Jane Austen.

I have married.

I have moved, a small country cottage :-)

Later,
Beth