sarah.yusko:
some beach somewhere, there's a big umbrella casting shade over an empty chair. palm trees are growing, warm breezes blowing. i picture myself there, some beach somewhere.
sarah.yusko:
squiggle
sarah.yusko:
a little sunshine for today
sarah.yusko:
more storms...
sarah.yusko:
the commute
sarah.yusko:
all quiet
sarah.yusko:
winter arrives
sarah.yusko:
intertwined
sarah.yusko:
final glow
sarah.yusko:
steam
sarah.yusko:
january is the quietest month in the garden...but just because it looks quiet doesn't mean that nothing is happening.
sarah.yusko:
i tell you what you’ll never really know: all the medical hypothesis that explained my brain will never be as true as these stuck leaves letting go.
sarah.yusko:
cold.
sarah.yusko:
curl up
sarah.yusko:
i took deep breaths through my nose and thought that no matter how life should turn out and however far i travelled i would always remember this place as it was just now, and miss it.
sarah.yusko:
have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. try to love the questions themselves...
sarah.yusko:
the sun is come to melt the snow away
sarah.yusko:
little january tapped at my door today. and said "put on your winter wraps, and come outdoors to play."
sarah.yusko:
first snow
sarah.yusko:
the watchmen
sarah.yusko:
weekend
sarah.yusko:
desktop
sarah.yusko:
sunset on the river bank
sarah.yusko:
2 days left and still shooting grasses
sarah.yusko:
the forgotten
sarah.yusko:
afternoon after
sarah.yusko:
i heard a bird sing in the dark of december...we are nearer to spring than we were in september...
sarah.yusko:
evergreens
sarah.yusko:
shortest day
sarah.yusko:
i've always liked the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who i'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who i am.
