absence has a shape –
how else do we keep bumping
into every edge,
rounding every curve until
we can’t find where we started
Yi-Ching Lin writes poems in her “y | what it comes down to” blog, and this one struck a chord with me today! It forces you to go back to the beginning, to wonder if you understood it – so you end up bumping into its edges and rounding its curves just like the poem says!
*Well, I shouldn’t have said “you”! How would I know how that poem makes you feel – so tell me! Better yet, tell Yi-Ching Lin!
Just now, after glancing the first paragraph I wrote, I found my way of telling her:
absence is a chord –
you don’t know what you’ve been missing
until you hear it,
and then it sounds
like it came from your heart
Btw, that’s fan poetry! = A clumsy tribute to the original.. Communication through poems: Poemmunication! 😀
Some of those cute little puffy Cumulus clouds you see in every little kid’s drawings are in reality STORM PUPPIES! In the right conditions they will bulge and build up and up and up – and some of them will finish the show with an anvil. In which case you should take cover. NOT under a big tree, though!
For a while now, I’ve been taking cover.. Wondering where to take this blog, how to make it bulge and billow a bit more. (And by “blog” I mean my life, of course..) Eventually I did realize, though, that during all that wondering I have to keep posting (and living my life..), otherwise a gust of wind will blow away the little blog clouds I’ve accumulated so far..
No matter how much we sometimes wish for the sky to be blue, a blue sky is.. boring. And as a member of the Cloud Appreciation Society I pledge to fight ‘blue-sky thinking’! I mean, come on, how long would you really want to stare at a blue sky? However, throw a little cloud action in there, fierce battles, a cloudy threesome or a full-blown cloud orgy and you’ll find it hard to look away!
Actually, a lot of apples despite the fact that I actually do eat an apple a day, more than one on most days. Anyway, last night there were still so many apples in our kitchen that there was only one solution: apple crumble!
First I faithfully followed the recipe I found in one of my cook books: I peeled 4 apples and cut them into thick slices, which I then put in a pan with a bit of water, a bit of lemon juice and some sugar and let it all simmer for a bit before pouring it into an oven pan and adding finely chopped fresh ginger.
Then I mixed some flour with butter and sugar and finely chopped nuts, but I only had wallnuts, which I know are really healthy, but also a bit woody for my taste so there was only one solution: improvisation! I found a couple of dates, which I chopped and added to the mix. Then I spotted flaked coconut so a bit of that went in. Well, actually, accidentally, a bit more than just a bit.. At which point I decided to add more ginger. This could have gone on and on, but the oven was already hot so I put the crumble in there.
I took the crumble out of the oven after we finished dinner and then realized I couldn’t eat it because I was going to a Zumba class and I’d probably eaten too much already! And after Zumba, for some inexplicable reason!!, I forgot to eat it! That never happens!
Anyway, that’s why I had the crumble for breakfast this morning with some Greek yoghurt and maple syrup! What a great start to the day! (Not that you asked, I just felt like telling you that story anyway.. Plus, you got the recipe – provided you’re either an experienced crumbler or a risk-taker by nature… If you want more accurate measurements, just ask! ; ))
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Hello, my name is Satu and I’m a fake runner!
I always go for a walk. Then, every now and then, I run a bit, 10 or 30 seconds or so. If my feet and knees give their approval, I might even run for a few minutes. If it feels really good, even longer – but even then I don’t push my luck. 10 minutes is more than enough.
If running doesn’t feel good at all, I continue to walk. Sometimes I even walk past “runners”. (Whose joints would be thankful if they faced the facts and switched to a brisk walk..)
Ever since I gave up on “real” running, I haven’t had a single strain injury. Plus I have the added benefit of people cheering me on when they see me stop running and think it’s because I’m exhausted. “Don’t give up, girl!” is what I heard last time from a lovely old gentleman..
Perhaps you’re wondering why I didn’t include a photo of myself faking it “on the run”? Come on! That would have been too fake! (Besides, the only thing the photo would have proven is that I posed for it in athletic gear.)