to (attempt to) quell amanda's boredom

the following are bits from one of my favorite entries from my traveling companion last summer. all come from the same day - two/three days ago to the year. they're one of my favorites for the memories triggered - not so much for the writing - hopefully you can endure it.

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"Current: I'm sitting with my back resting against some old pillow in the main living area of a caravan (trailer). I am curled up under a super warm, think blanket (duvaaaahhh... or something). I made a cup of tea for myself. I unpacked and situated my things. (It will be great to have all of my things in one place for a week at least).

My current situation is lovely: Living in a caravan in the middle of a vineyard in East Sussex. A bit of light, plenty of space, warmth, a hot cup of tea, a bathroom and a new type of solitude. (I'm kind of a migrant farm worker right now, but with a situation better than the norm).

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Beyond the vineyard is a green meadow surrounded by other fields, patches of trees and, as I set out there, the sunset. The grass was growing unhampered by mowing or human contact... wild foxes, birds...I raced across the fields; I jumped from low grass patch to another (like the hot lava game). When I wore myself out, I found a nice spot and began weeping with total and complete joy... "

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On the Beltane Fire Festival, (Edinburgh, Scotland, UK)

"I climbed to the top of Calton Hill with throngs of other people. The procession meandered through the crowd, the stewards of the festival organized by druids and mystics, leading the way with torches. The stewards wore paint from head to toe in most cases, not a lot of clothes, leaves and head regalia made from branches, hoods, you name it. Firedancers - dancing - jesters - people on stilts - all happening at about midnight by the light of the city below and the flames from the torches."

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as to life here and now, still fairly frustrated with work-related endeavors - but what the heck else is new. spring is apparently the season of new love, for nearly all friends are gallavanting about with new "friends that are not their gender" - which is great and fine - and of course ditching me for making out which is fiiiiiine. surely i did the same during my 6yr-constant-boyfriend streak. ha

so ive been reading more - wandering - and getting back into (basic) astronomy again - buut havent jumped into painting or birding yet. but redeveloping my 89 hobbies will take sweet sweet time.

upon closing this thing, i shall embark on my very first job search - and yes indeed im pretty anxious about it - lessa see how this goes -

oh! and i got a new haircut. if i tuck my hair behind my ears (barely), i look like a toddler. if it don't, i look sultry and sophisticated (it does that thing when it gets really long in the front - a little too hip for me - but eh). i can't afford fancy hairdressers, so i went to one of the haircut places around here in which all signs are in spanish. in my crappy use of the language, i asked the lady to do whatever the hell she wanted. she was pretty excited about that - and did a fine job. she even put some messy stuff in my hair that makes mi pelo look silkier and smoother than i ever thought possible. she's my go-to-hair-cut-lady from now on.

miss you all - hope all is well - jen