Saturday, August 17, 2013

Take to the Sky

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Mid-July, a flight carried me from Maine to Georgia, down the east coast. I had never appreciated flying so much until I was up there looking down on the coast.

"The view of the coast is sublime. The tiny islands in cozy bays, seagulls on the docks, the sea and sky becoming the same in their hues of blue -- it's enchanting. I saw a lighthouse far away, where it appeared to be in the sky more than the sea. Now Maine is a white and green blue through the hazy clouds."
Oh yes, I was waxing all sorts of poetic in my diary while in my free upgraded seat with a whole row to myself. Absolutely enchanting three hours spent.

As a writer, flying has stuck itself into my imagination ever since. From up there, the hills, waves, and fissures of the earth appeared flat. Everything looked so much closer together. I think I may have forgotten until then that magical quality flight has.

Heron by ChrisSpies


Lyrics from Vanilla Twilight by Owl City



Amelie (2009)


Howl's Moving Castle by Studio Ghibli

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You. Flying. Tell me about it.



Note: None of these photos are mine.




Monday, August 12, 2013

Read & Eat: Indianapolis

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Artwork from Eli Lilly, the Canal, gondolas, the monorail -- Indianapolis gets prettier and prettier. Fittingly, we find more and more interesting local eateries.


The family and I lunched at Creation Cafe in downtown Indianapolis. We ate outside where we could look over the canal and the gondolas from the shade. The falafel was tasty (first timer!), but eating came before photography. Woops!

{End of the Canal as part of our view}
Their food menu is notably limited, but the drink and dessert menu looked like a novella. Evening Nutella gelato on the water, anyone? There were a few cozy sitting areas surrounded by twinkle lights, and I can easily imagine a future late evening there for one of their imported wines and mayhaps a slice of cake (all of their cakes are from the local Cake Stand).

{From atop the Marion County Central Library}
The family was interested in checking out the new Central Library. A Peanuts display, library cafe, baking books -- talk about feeling in my element!

There were a few other great displays with exotic instruments with sound samples. And the Blind Date with a Book display had these little hints about what the book might be about. If only that parking meter hadn't been ticking!





The marshmallows on today's sundae: petites lettres from a camp counselor friend! Silly as it is, I get so happy over letters that I put off reading them to draw it out.



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Adventured anywhere new lately?


Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Bagels, Letters, & Swimming with Dolphins

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There were so many benefits to being an art history major.

One semester, my Mondays and Wednesdays were something like:

Late 19th Century European Painting          11-12:45
Minorities in Early American Art                 1-2:15
Get a Bagel Before I Die                        2:15-2:30
Age of Giants: Leonardo & Michelangelo    2:30-3:45

Friends of Art Bookshop, inside the fine arts building, sold bagels: egg, pretzel, spinach, everyseed, honeywheat, etc. The only two kinds of their schmears I cared about were cinnamon sugar and honey almond. These things could return sweet life to me after grueling but brilliant lectures.

While there, I always perused their trinkets, art books, and oh dear goodness is that stationary? And it's so beautiful.


Naturally I had to send these out. Part of me was nervous. "These'll take days to weeks to get there, or they'll get lost." Growing up with the rise of e-mail didn't inspire confidence. But after sending them out, I got a beautiful response.

I never knew til then how sending a letter was the closest thing to appearing on their front porch. There's something so personal about handwriting their names and seeking out their address. It's like hearing a friend say your name.

I corresponded with a friend studying in Spain via snail mail.
By the way, I managed to convince my roommates this was my Friday schedule. They assumed it was an "art thing."

Swimming with Dolphins     1-3
Moonwalking                     9pm-12am

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If you could attend any class whatsoever, what would it be? (I choose Moonwalking led by Professor Man in the Moon)



Thursday, August 1, 2013

Bon Matin: Chai Muffins with Dates & Oats

A la my Instagram
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My morning tea hardly seems right without a good muffin.

This recipe I received from a friend who served them at every meeting our organization, Giving Back to Africa Student Association, held at her house. Madeleine is aptly named for a French dessert for all her sweetness and class. She's an enviable host with her good food and tea.

{recipe}

1 1/4 cups soy milk
2 teabags chai tea
1/2 cup rolled oats
2 tsp vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups whole wheat flour
3/4 cup light brown sugar
1 tsp salt
3 tsp baking powder
1/2 cup chopped dried dates (or figs)
6 tbs canola oil

Makes one dozen~

Heat the oven to 375 degrees Fahrenheit. Heat the milk in a saucepan til hot to touch. Remove from heat and add teabags to steep 1-3 minutes, til caramel brown. Put oats in a small bowl. Pour the milk and vanilla extract over it. Stir briefly and let sit.

In a medium bowl, combine flour, salt, brown sugar, salt, and baking powder. Stir in dates and oil to lightly coat. Pour in the oat mixture and stir til just combined. Then, pour the batter into a muffin tray. Top with a few oats, as seen above (presentation~).

Bake 20 minutes and have with a hot drink!

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What do you like to have with your tea?