29th October 2012

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For lack of fall.

Here, in the mountains in the middle of the world, the seasons never change, save for a tendency towards more rain, or less. The sun rises at 6:30 every morning of the year and sets at 6:30 every night. The days grow neither shorter nor longer, and in obeisance thereof, summer plants thrive ceaselessly, never giving way to gourds, which then give way to freeze. The temperature drops at night, but not with the definitive tone of a sudden chill which tells you: Summer is ending, has ended, will always end. 

And when this does not happen, when summer does not end and fall does not begin, when the air around you doesn’t suddenly, vividly, involuntarily recall every summer’s ending past, every fall’s beginning, every leaf that ever bit your ankle in New York or every love you ever used to keep warm, then I wonder: What recourse does nostalgia have, here in paradise? How does it make itself known?

It would use something sharp. Something fleeting. Maybe smell, that classic culprit, or certain rare configurations of sunset. I wonder all this, knowing it is fall at home, and feeling nostalgic from a sense of logic, or perhaps habit. But neither logic nor habit ache, and so I wonder again: When do old loves and distant memories sporadically unearth themselves, if not with the changing of seasons? When do you become suddenly, breathlessly aware of time passing if the sun is constant and faithful and gives you no reason to believe that there won’t always be more warmth, and more berries?

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5th September 2012

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But the handsome’ll cost ya (Taken with Instagram at Green Fig Cafe)

But the handsome’ll cost ya (Taken with Instagram at Green Fig Cafe)

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1st September 2012

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When your mama lives in a #shippingcontainer (Taken with Instagram)

When your mama lives in a #shippingcontainer (Taken with Instagram)

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1st September 2012

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That bend used to be in a river; those structures used to be docks. #drought (Taken with Instagram)

That bend used to be in a river; those structures used to be docks. #drought (Taken with Instagram)

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5th August 2012

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When your car breaks down, go swimming. #nofilter (Taken with Instagram at The Water Shed)

When your car breaks down, go swimming. #nofilter (Taken with Instagram at The Water Shed)

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20th July 2012

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Update: we are traveling all over America. Arkansas, mostly. Recommend Hot Springs. Over and out. (Taken with Instagram)

Update: we are traveling all over America. Arkansas, mostly. Recommend Hot Springs. Over and out. (Taken with Instagram)

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13th July 2012

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Taken with Instagram

Taken with Instagram

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11th July 2012

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Back to [barter] basics in Mena, AR (Taken with Instagram)

Back to [barter] basics in Mena, AR (Taken with Instagram)

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26th June 2012

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The Genius of Debra Groth (Taken with Instagram)

The Genius of Debra Groth (Taken with Instagram)

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17th June 2012

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Pipe dreams. (Taken with Instagram)

Pipe dreams. (Taken with Instagram)

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