a few words about miss chelsea elizabeth...

she likes: making kites, dancing in the rain, adventures, little-while friends, letters, whole-leaf tea, crayons, bare feet, jumping in rivers/streams/creeks/waterfalls, language, catching the clock as it changes numbers, sleepovers, trains (big or small), cuddling & waking up before the sun rises, among other random things.

oregon-born, seattle-raised, bellingham-bred and franco-refined, she had moved back to the states from her affairs across the atlantic & now resides in columbia city with french husband & love of her life rémy. they spend most of their time taming the garden, taking care of their three chickens & two cats, and preparing the urban homestead for a new little chick of their own.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

you/re not alone.

do you ever hear music that is just so beautiful you just can/t help crying & every time you hear it you see a flood of images that you just can/t stop?


i miss my family.
& friends.




is anyone even listening anymore?

4 comments:

Unknown said...

yes!

Kimm said...

Pauvre petite... and I mean that in the kindest way, not in a mocking one at all.

Yes, we're listening. But with the immediacy of the internet these days, it's easy to forget just how far away you are and so how alone you must feel at times even when you're having such big adventures.

I know actually commenting from time to time would fix a certain amount of that... and even this, I forget... or think that I'm so far outside your personal circle that even though I'm interested in what you're doing, I don't expect you to be interested in my attention.

Hang in there, and keep finding interesting things to observe and report. Even the most mundane aspects of everyday life can be a treasure.

Anonymous said...

we miss you too chels. your keen observation help us bear the distance between us and you. i agree about the songs. there are some that aren't particularly ground breaking in the traditional music sense, but something about the emotion behind them radiates through you to your own memories attached to that emotion. i have a lot of songs like that and there are even a few of them that remind me of you.

i am madame said...

thank you. all of you.

seriously. it means a lot even to see just a stupid little comment on a blog. it doesn/t seem like much, but when no one ever responds i never know if i should even continue writing. thank you for reading along, following my journeys. and kimm, you/re not so far outside my personal circle as you think.

bisous de france,
chelsea