Friday, August 29, 2014

Secret Reading Series 4

Secret Reading Series   :::   Nightshift 4

I love music and seeing musicians perform. I admire those that can deliver their words thus. 

Sometimes when I write a poem that I'm satisfied with I want to run out and read it at an open mic. Even though I nearly die whenever I have to speak out loud in front of a group of people.

In cities past I used to run out and read freshly written poems. Open mics often satisfied that inspired longing to share the words, whether with strangers, or community. Reading in front of people broke the isolation. It made me feel more rock & roll. 

So as a way of meeting that urge now, I bring you the Secret Reading Series. 

Secret Reading Series 4 from Zoe Krylova on Vimeo.

Monday, August 25, 2014

secret reading series 3

Secret Reading Series   :::   Nightshift 3

I love music and seeing musicians perform. I admire those that can deliver their words thus. 

Sometimes when I write a poem that I'm satisfied with I want to run out and read it at an open mic. Even though I nearly die whenever I have to speak out loud in front of a group of people.

In cities past I used to run out and read freshly written poems. Open mics often satisfied that inspired longing to share the words, whether with strangers, or community. Reading in front of people broke the isolation. It made me feel more rock & roll. 

So as a way of meeting that urge now, I bring you the Secret Reading Series. 

Secret Reading Series 3 from Zoe Krylova on Vimeo.

Friday, August 15, 2014

a cabin in north carolina

i had heard what an awesome town asheville, north carolina, is, so dan, tristan, and i decided to take a spontaneous weekend trip while tashi was still on safari in africa. 
through a facebook post, a fellow blogger caught wind that we were going to be in the area, and offered us a place to stay in the cabin on her property. how cool is that? 

we arrived in asheville early in the evening on friday, and after taking a walk through town, checking out the friday drum circle, and eating an incredible dinner at salsas, we headed to the cabin. we walked into a lovely space and this warm greeting.


have you ever tasted ground cherries? they are pretty tasty! 
that is what the bowl of yellow fruit is (though they look a bit like tomatillos). 

the next morning we arose after a heavy rain and took a look around us.



maria and her family lived in this fine cabin for two years 
while they built their cordwood home.




we were fortunate to be given a tour of their home and grounds. here is the live roof. 


and here is their lovely cordwood kitchen. 



i adore the colored glass bottles in the walls.


most of the windows in their home are reclaimed.


the bathroom has a warm adobe feel. and look at that shelf of tinctures. 
maria is an herbalist


and a homesteader.


views from their bedroom in the upstairs octagon. the first one looks out at the cabin.



looking up at the ceiling


and down at the floor. the wood for the floor is also entirely reclaimed and is 
comprised of many different varieties. so pretty.


this is cookie dough. the other cat, isabella, was camera shy.


suki the 14 year old akita spent a long evening sitting on the cabin's front porch, protecting us from bears (apparently she chased one off the property once).


tristan and leif are just a month apart in age. they hit it off famously. 
here they are in leif's room.


maria's garden is extraordinary. look at this tomato!





and there are chickens!



this is an amazing treehouse that maria and her husband ,toby, 
built for their daughter, kaia.


looking from the back of the yard to the house.


looking from the front of the yard to the house. 
there are herb and berry gardens on the side. and bees!


cordwood and trellises.



a beautiful moment in time.


i brought some gifts from my workplace and the kids put them together in no time.




we had a nice saturday and sunday morning visiting with this sweet family, 
and are so grateful to them for sharing their space with us. 
how cool is that someone whom i know only through the internet invited us 
to stay on their property? it restores one's faith in humanity.




read more about their homebuilding adventures here
and see photos from the rest of our time in asheville here. it's a terrific town!

Thursday, August 07, 2014

secret reading series 2

Secret Reading Series   :::   Nightshift 2

I love music and seeing musicians perform. I admire those that can deliver their words thus. 

Sometimes when I write a poem that I'm satisfied with I want to run out and read it at an open mic. Even though I nearly die whenever I have to speak out loud in front of a group of people.

In cities past I used to run out and read freshly written poems. Open mics often satisfied that inspired longing to share the words, whether with strangers, or community. Reading in front of people broke the isolation. It made me feel more rock & roll. 

So as a way of meeting that urge now, I bring you the Secret Reading Series. 

Secret Reading Series 2 from Zoe Krylova on Vimeo.

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

secret reading series 1

Secret Reading Series   :::   Nightshift 1

I love music and seeing musicians perform. I admire those that can deliver their words thus. 

Sometimes when I write a poem that I'm satisfied with I want to run out and read it at an open mic. Even though I nearly die whenever I have to speak out loud in front of a group of people.

In cities past I used to run out and read freshly written poems. Open mics often satisfied that inspired longing to share the words, whether with strangers, or community. Reading in front of people broke the isolation. It made me feel more rock & roll. 

So as a way of meeting that urge now, I bring you the Secret Reading Series. 

Saturday, August 02, 2014

grid work


that old bend
a bridge across it

orion reflected on bay

cup full with infusion
lake city, long sound
between street and shore

baskets on mule
large bell

dock root and nettle
soaking

the patience grid

bleachers at long game

lash of wind upon broad view
tight weave

when stitch is laid even
spell of understanding

collecting stones along coast
constitutional

foggy port where ferry returns

eyes write first sentence

Thursday, July 31, 2014

meandering through the mid atlantic


on tuesday we took our teenage daughter to dulles airport where she met her aunt - and her grandparents - and they all flew off to south africa where they are going on safari through namibia and botswana, primarily. just like that, she is across the ocean and deep in another continent. we couldn't be more excited for her, but oh my, it does put a mama on edge a bit!

 
(tashi with sue, ornithologist extraordinaire and very generous aunt) 

we decided to make a tiny summer vacation of tashi's delivery to dulles, and after our goodbyes, dan, tristan, and i jumped into the car and drove eastward to the delaware coast where we camped for one marvelous night on cape henlopen.




 

with a late evening arrival into the park, we kept things simple and went out for dinner, rather than firing up the camp stove and fussing around with food and dishes. we found an outside table at a friendly restaurant and dined on seafood in the historically significant town of lewes. dan had shrimp and grits, tristan had a kids portion of mahi mahi, and i had fresh crab cakes. very tasty, all. 

it was a brief moment in lewes, but we got an eyeful of some stunning old structures and homes. we had no idea we were in the first town of the first state!

we returned to our tent site with a dozing tristan who we delivered to his cozy sleeping bag. 
dan and i enjoyed a campfire into the wee hours while listening to the waves of the atlantic slam upon the shore. it was clear night, the spaces between pine branches full of stars.


the next morning we arose to finish off our firewood, enjoy bagels, cheese, fruit, & coffee, play a little, and break camp. tristan sang in the tent and was gleefully occupied with piecing together and then reinventing the lego airplane his aunt sue gave him at the airport. 

 


he also embraced the opportunity to climb trees!

before leaving the campground we climbed the funky WWII lookout tower that was just up a short path from our camping space.

 


and then we headed to henlopen beach for the day. we had a very sweet time playing and picnicking and napping in the soft sand and great sea splash. 

 
 
 
 
 
(do you see the small black triangle in the water near the horizon? it's a dolphin. we saw lots!)

after a good several hours on the beach we headed to the resort area of rehoboth where we had a mediterranean dinner, followed by ice cream at a shop that had dozens of flavors, like crack, better than sex, boogers, dirty snow, and minty python. i enjoyed up all night, a coffee ice cream with fudge and cookie dough and other morsels of delight.


i am not much of a resort person, but i liked rehoboth. it was a good blend of kitschy, artsy, crunchy, and cosmopolitan. it definitely had a relaxed beachside vibe. 


but alas, the road lay ahead. dan grabbed a red eye espresso at the funky bookstore cafe and we drove across delaware in the darkening day. we marveled at a perfect orb of fire setting behind tall stands of corn and celebrated the amazingly bright orange crescent moon, all the while thinking about tashi in africa. we crossed the bay bridge in the pitch night, caught the buzzing beltway, and eventually headed down a dark seminole trail to our home tucked in the foot of the comfortable blue ridge. 

we arrived late, but sun kissed and energized. an email from tashi soon arrived; she had just awoken to her first sunrise in africa. 

a road trip makes a mama smile