Sun-slats.

With the trees fully leaved, my apartment is cool and dark most of the time.  But for a space of time in the morning and in the evening, I get fuller sun from the east and then from the west (respectively), and sometimes interesting things happen, even in the living room.  This tweedy ottoman goes with a tweedy low armchair that I purchased through eBay and had delivered up to my state via Greyhound, which will ship your packages (even if they're furniture) as long as there's room in the luggage hold.  I actually think that this chair would rock out in my new office, but I can't quite get my head around the logistics of adding one more step to this month's sequence of moving and shuffling.

Coming storms.

The weather courses back and forth: cool, then steamy and uncomfortable.  I pass my hours putting books into boxes, putting boxes into stacks, wheeling stacks on a dolly.  The sky gathers up, prepares to crack open.

Dangle.

Many things are now in mid-motion.

Moving and shuffling.

Many things continue to happen, despite my small oversleeping.

Extended.

When I say that the most exciting things happening these past few days have all been in my head, I mean that in the best sense: I've made a few connections that I didn't see coming, all by way of a book I'd never even heard of before my conference in London, and now I'm off and running, very happily, at the pace of a book and several films a day.  It's been too long since I've been able to get (and stay) this focused, this able to move through a series of ideas and texts and further ideas without having to go do something for someone somewhere else.  And I don't remember the last time before this week when I've been able to get in the car and go to Columbus without advance planning--not once but twice.

Today's trip was to see a work-related movie.  That's how I'm rolling these days.

Coming back, I took the extra-scenic route and discovered somewhere I could pull over and get a better look at this field.