In the midst of a discussion last week about blogging, working from home, art, and craft, and discipline, and …more topics I can’t recall, I realized the name I should have given this blog all along, thanks to my friend, Jeanette.
We were doing our usual conversation run-down: how are you? how’s the family? how’s work going? and then we got to the good part where we segueway into the rabbit holes and nagging minutae. We always take these little side conversational trips into books, art, movies, goals, mental notes, music, observations, theories, notes-we’ve-made-to-self, and so forth. I feel fortunate to travel these undiscovered countries with a long-time friend. We find ourselves saying, “oh, and on another (side) note” so often that I know she’s smiling, even when I don’t hear her laugh or take a breath before delving right down deep into a new subject.
That’s when I learn a lot. About my friend. About myself. About the worlds we’re both trying to make with different tools, and skills, and perspectives from opposite ends of the country. Sometimes, I think what we’re really doing is the adult version of play; exploring ideas and words and art and thinking about what we could or should make, next. I don’t know about you, but I never seem to give myself enough time for this sort of play.
So there you go. I’m going to rename this little blog I don’t make as much use of as I should “The Side Note.”
Thank you to my friends who have subscribed and talked with me about my work here. I appreciate holding your hand while travelling down the rabbit holes, joining in the scavenger hunts, and taking the side trips. This wouldn’t be fun without you.
Leaves and cats;
I don’t own either.
Yet, they haunt
Gather ’round the borders & fences
I think to own,
and peek from crevices
that never before
mewled for attention.
These hangers on–
no reasoning with them,
though their little leavings matt
my clothes, and shoes, and hair.
They stalk little
on the hunt for prey I cannot see
eyes glowing under
car, hedge, a lawnchair–
seeking to pile into a sheltered corner
while pushing me