Blue ridge mountains
Shenandoah river -
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growin like a breeze
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
Sunday was the perfectly relaxing day to complete a ridiculously busy weekend. I spent the day on the beach with Gina. Check ... trip three of summer resolution!!!
This is obviously quite an old picture (say about 18 months old). I spent a lot of time in City Hall the past few days visiting my good friends at the Historical Commission. My time there has made me realize what a under appreciated building it is on the inside. They've gussied up the exterior with some serious cleaning and while the inside is still amazing due to its original design, it is very much neglected. Original glazed brick and stained wood work sits along side of many many years worth of institutional white paint layers and worn VCT flooring. For some reason this train of thought led me to the lighting at City Hall for the 2005 holiday season. It was AMAZING!!!
If you've never read The Little Prince, it's time to pick up a copy and read an amazing story.
My parents just returned from the Moon Pie and RC Cola festival in good old Tennessee (my sis also lives there).
I have an oddly balanced inner self. Many of you know the over analytical robotesque over achiever (hence the 3 jobs and 3 volunteer gigs). This crazy machine like Trish is balanced by a free thinking densely artistic and spontaneous being How do the two co-exist? Well, it's quite fun, they are similar to the devil and angel on the shoulder syndrome. Every now and again one wins the race against the other, but most of the time they are head to head racing towards the finish line. These pink shoes are the artsy urbanista winning out. (my friends from Jersey will recall my days of getting up and having nothing to wear...I'd go to my fabric bin and make myself a shirt for the day...thats the perfect balance of the two).