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Dagmar is a lady AND an expert chicken wrangler.
I'm back in New York tonight, and missing this face (and this pack of jungle fowl) like nothing else. Somehow it only gets harder and harder every time I have to leave after a visit. I've always gotten horribly homesick, even when I was a little kid, even when we'd only be a few miles from home. I wish I could outgrow it, but I fear I never will. I've got that ache-y, break-y feeling. You know the one.




Here's a few of my favorite corners from my dusty little room here on the Island (and for such a small space, it's got an awful lot of corners--and dust!) Thankfully, my parents have been kind enough to allow my various bits of detritus to accumulate untouched up here over the years, mostly on the walls as you can see! Sidenote: I just finished reading Just Kids
by Patti Smith, and I was completely blown away. It's honestly the most amazing, touching, exciting, and sweetly sad story I've read in ages and ages, and so incredibly well written. It's made me, me, almost excited to get back to New York--if only to spend a day tracing a walking tour of Patti and Robert's former haunts.
As stoked as I am to be drifting off to sleep in my childhood bed, underneath the eaves of a little farm house in the middle of a big forest on a tiny island...tonight, I miss my FADER friends. Just look at these goons! Don't you just wanna put them in your pocket and take them home and just, you know, hang out or whatever?? This shot accompanied Schnipper's genius Itemized post a couple weeks ago. Favorite family photo ever?


Just checking in lightning fast from my "office", aka the back seat of my car, where I'm able to nab some hippy's wifi signal floating around out here in the forest. We made a flower crown for a friend's birthday last week, while we hung out and read Fudge and Norwegian Folktales. Can't believe I've been here almost two weeks already and, more importantly, that I only have two more left...