you were responsible for keeping it blue

last time we went swimming 
the sea stood up & hugged you
as though you were responsible
for keeping it blue
- Bianca Stewart

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the only song that has ever made you sad

Do not ask me for haunted. Do not ever ask me for haunted, because I will give you haunted and you will never be the same. I will turn a nursery rhyme room into a prison of rhythmic sighs. Of mice screaming and clocks that will not stop their tick-tock, tick-tock. The closed eyes of dolls and animals will not open here, not even if you try to pry them awake with gentle, pleading fingers. I will make the record skip; the arm won’t lift from the only song that has ever made you sad.

- from Breathing Water by T. Greenwood (one of the most beautiful books I have ever read) 
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we are made of star stuff

DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of star stuff.

- Carl Sagan, astronomer.  via the ugly earring
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this is the color of my dreams

This is the Colour of My Dreams 

Joan Miró

1925

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& back

en route to london

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swim out

a September swim in the Great Salt Pond, Block Island

photos by my sister, Tracy Nolan

the boy who lit the fire

you're just smelling for smoke so you can follow the trail back to a burning house so you can find the boy who lost everything in the fire to see if you can save him or else find the boy who lit the fire in the first place to see if you can change him
- Sarah Kay

block island sunset

 August 31, 2009

paddle-out for Matt Helterline

On September 1, 2011, a paddle-out was held at sunset on Block Island, Rhode Island, to honor the loss of 25-year-old Matt Helterline, a greatly loved resident of Block Island.  See the story & more images here.  It was an absolutely beautiful & amazing tribute to a young man who touched so many lives, including my own.  I am comforted to know he is now part of the waves that he has always loved & belonged to.

  

 xo Matty, all of my love.

always

I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.

Tender is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald 
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