pedestrianberkshires:

Morningside Firehouse Opened 1906, currently vacant Pittsfield, MA

I’m a Berkshires native suffering recurring bouts of homesickness, and this is the shit. Whoever runs this blog, thank you. I love that you choose to not just photograph what’s naturally beautiful (the lakes, the state park trails) but also what’s gritty and broken and common and an essential part of this place. 
Seeing this photo takes me right back to Tyler street, to my childhood, to running around the empty lot in front of this firehouse with an ice cream cone in hand (from the soft-serve place next door) and refusing to be corralled by my parents. This darn photo is an image so strong in my memory, I could cry.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.

pedestrianberkshires:

Morningside Firehouse
Opened 1906, currently vacant
Pittsfield, MA

I’m a Berkshires native suffering recurring bouts of homesickness, and this is the shit. Whoever runs this blog, thank you. I love that you choose to not just photograph what’s naturally beautiful (the lakes, the state park trails) but also what’s gritty and broken and common and an essential part of this place. 

Seeing this photo takes me right back to Tyler street, to my childhood, to running around the empty lot in front of this firehouse with an ice cream cone in hand (from the soft-serve place next door) and refusing to be corralled by my parents. This darn photo is an image so strong in my memory, I could cry.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

bookpatrol:

Minnesota: Land of 10,000 lakes and 1 floating library

There are lakes everywhere in Minnesota and now one of them has a floating library.

Thanks to Sarah Peters the contraption above is open for business on Cedar Lake in Minneapolis. Designed by Molly Reichert the 8 foot structure will hold upwards of 80 books for water travelers to peruse and check out.

Canoes, kayaks, paddle boards, skiffs, rowboats, or even inner tubes are invited to paddle up to the Library and browse the shelves from inside their watercraft. The library has both circulating and reference collections of artists’ books contributed by artists nationwide. A staff of friendly floating librarians facilitate the check out process and make reading suggestions

There are even drop off boxes on the shore to return the books.

About the project, Peters told the Minneapolis Star Tribune “Art books are not a widely known art form..And so there’s an element of delight and surprise. First of all, canoeing along and coming across a library. And then having it stocked with books that are totally unique. It’s like this double whammy of inventiveness. It can expand people’s ideas of what art is.”

True enough but it could also ruin a lot of those unique books. Granted one cannot enter the library but the confluence of books and water rarely ends well.

Perhaps a shore-based library by the landing dock could have achieved the goal of exposing people to the pleasures of book arts and artists books without  the high risk. But then again maybe the reward is in the risk.

Story at the Star Tribune: The land of 10,000 lakes now has a floating library 

Floating Library website

Flickr set of the Floating Library, 2013

h/t Shelf Awareness

(via bookporn)

You can make a pretty decent latte by shaking milk in a jar, microwaving for 30 seconds, and pouring/spooning foam into coffee.
Totes stole this idea from my boyfriend so I could save money by not going to the cafe today. Then he came home and suggested we go to the cafe. Such is life.

even though the world is a hard place and things are often imperfect, even though I have been working a lot and sleeping little and staying tired, even though it sometimes feels like there isn’t enough money, even though some things break and can’t be fixed—

— tonight there was the first sustained rainstorm in many weeks. I could see the drops streaming down through the halo of the streetlamp, hear them falling on the tree branches just outside my window. I can still smell the wet pavement, even three floors up.

— tonight I cut into my first watermelon of the summer.

— tonight the air is the perfect temperature. I made jasmine tea and covered my shoulders with the last blanket my grandmother crocheted for me.

— tonight I can hear crickets, even though i am in the city.

— tonight I get to sleep next to someone I love. For a long time, this was not possible. Now it is how I end each day.

— it has been nearly a year since I began the most drastic, most frightening, and most rewarding change in my life, and I have made it to this moment,

tonight, I hope that wherever you are there are things going right for you.

sleep tight, y’all.

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The weather is perfect today, sunny and breezy and not humid, almost like early fall. I just caught myself wishing I still had a backyard, but then I remembered there are 4 parks within two blocks of my apartment, because this is the Twin Cities and green space is everything. In appreciation of that, I am wearing a shirt with the shape of Minnesota on it and thinking it’s kind of okay to be here.

Franny Choi doing a poetry workshop called Body Language at Edith Wharton’s house. Robbie Q Telfer doing a workshop called Bears Bears Bears actually on top of a mountain.

WHY CAN I NOT GO TO WORDXWORD?

my greatest fear/biggest depression thought is that I’m not important to people and they don’t care whether or not I’m a part of their life. when friends stop communicating readily or my relationships start to feel one sided, I get scared and worry that I was never as important to them as I thought I was. I often feel that  I’ll always need other people more than they need me, and that I’m replaceable. that I’ll become as invisible to them as I am to others.  feeling invisible is my worst feeling.