my fat cast iron pots.

yesterday. july 27. 



me and my feet on our way to virginia beach.

“[she] carries a lot of suitcases but all of them are empty because she’s expecting to completely fill them with life by the end of this trip and then she’ll come home and sort everything out and do it all again.” – storypeople. 

it’s nearly the end of the american-leg of this trip. i’ll soon be home, soon be sorting everything out….
and then i’ll do it all again.

there are extravagant ideas and wrinkled maps for 2010 already stewing in fat cast iron pots in my head. i doubt they’ll ever move. they sit heaving atop their heated coils and the more i see and learn and hear about, the fatter and fatter and fatter they get. 


One response to “my fat cast iron pots.

  1. thank you so much for your sweet comment! i LOVE this feet photo! 🙂

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