when you wake, the morning covers you with light

(credit for the title goes to Counting Crows)

Reason to believe

Oyster River

It was so easy, and the word's so sweet. You can't remember. You try to move your feet.

Home again, home again...

After a summer of searching, getting lost, difficult landlords, and worry over the cost of rent, I have moved into my first ever apartment. It's the third floor of a lovely house owned by a nice couple, the last of three houses on a long driveway off of Route 108. It's very cute, although a bit cold, and we had a little trouble making tea the first morning because the knob marked "front" turns on the back burner. But we now know that our smoke detector works, so I feel confident that if I ever forget to turn the stove off we will not burn the house down.

Here are some pictures:

Claire

Rain, rain, go away