When we're inches away from something great and don't even know it...

Last January for my first MFA residency, I stayed in a bed & breakfast called Irving House. I had a tiny, wonderful room, a twin bed, a desk, and a shared bathroom. I walked 15 minutes to classes after a hearty organic breakfast, and I enjoyed cookies or cake and hot tea when I got back around 11 every night. The place is a treasure in itself.

Then I watch Julie & Julia the other night with Andrew and learn Julia Child's former home and kitchen studio is just down the road from where I was. I walked down that road every day! Julia's house is a little farther down than I usually went, but I'm sure on one of my explorations I walked right past it. I'm sure if I had known, I would have stopped and sighed. The air was cold, but I could have imagined the smell of melting butter and warmed right up.

I'm staying at the Irving House again this coming January. Guess what? Of course I'm going to walk by Julia's house every day on the way to class. Irving House (A) to Julia's house (B) and Lesley (C), via a shortcut across Harvard Divinity School, of course.



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I wonder how many times in life we don't recognize a treasure right next door?

To post in April

Nobody said the next post had to be in April of 2009. Obviously I got bored with my blog. Then I got busy. I was accepted to Lesley University's low-residency masters in fine arts program and attended my first residency in Cambridge (MA) in January. I'm thrilled with the program, with the faculty, and with my fellow students. It is just right for me.

So I feel sort of directionless with this blog. Do I go with food? With environmental news, concerns, joys? With writing? Do I even care? Meh...

Signing out for now (cause I'm supposed to be meeting a deadline tonight!)

-Me