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I guess it’s springtime in Ithaca finally!
Talk about lovely. Or gorges. Or whatever Ithaca is. -
These are a few bits of happiness within the last two-ish weeks. People, places, things, and all.
(Clockwise from top left)
1. Wildflowers to brighten a ground-level apartment.
I picked them two Mondays ago on a run that led me to a huge open field. I went back again this past Monday to get more. I’ll probably go back tomorrow too!2. Le copain! + pictures of him from 4 consecutive Christmases.
After the other couple-y amis shared baby pics and after le copain saw some of mine over Easter, I insisted that he send me some of his when he was home over the summer. Except that didn’t happen, so his mother mailed them!
(*And he was a really good sport for this picture…or at least after he got a few silly ones out of the way).3. Studying on the benches outside the majestic Bailey Hall on a perfectly blue-skyed day.
I’m pretty sure this was the last day before the leaves starting turning colors. And I did enjoy it. Fall is coming. Be prepared for a fall photo-set soon.
4. Moosewood Restaurant vegetarian deliciousness with my parents!
They came through town (although on the unfortunate circumstances of a great uncle passing away), but it was super nice to see them after not having seen them for over a month! Dearest mother and I both got some sort of warm vegetable thing served in a baby bear pumpkin which came with quinoa and garlicky broccoli rabe. Dearest father got tostadas served with some Mexican spiced Israeli couscous, chips, and guacamole. (*On a side note… Tumblr is trying to correct quinoa to Joaquin and tostadas to asbestos…LOL) -
Blooms
I know this is my last summer at Stone Barns after working there for the past six summers, but I can’t imagine spending my summers anywhere else—everything is always just so picture perfect*!
*These were taken after it rained on Wednesday (a CRAZY 100 degrees/humid day.) -
Ithaca: April 23rd
Cornell Tulips outside The Statler
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Springtime for Ithaca
I’m not quite sure whether the weather has decided what it wants to do yet, but despite cold winds today, the tulips are in bloom!
Additionally,- I have somewhat figured out my schedule for next year and what my plan of study is for the next two years!
- I have survived a week of three prelims.
- I am looking forward to seeing la famille (minus the parents and brother) this Easter weekend as well as introducing them to le copain who has agreed to come along for the craziness.
- I am waiting on hearing back from my highly likely summer job at a lovely place called, Stone Barns.
But for now while I wait, I’ll sit back after a long week, and enjoy the flowers :D. -
It’s spring. Some flowers have been out since before Valentine’s Day, but now that it’s been 60+ degrees out everyday, so much is in bloom! Dark purple and white crocuses seemed to follow me my entire run, there are bright yellow daffodils strategically placed by bus stations, and these little flowers whose name I do not know were right by the stairs of Sibley Hall trying to get attention in their periwinkle and white colors… they sure caught my attention and were absolutely lovely even if they could never fit in a vase of any sort.
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More writing! We went to the Johnson Museum of Art (Cornell’s Art Museum) for my Creative Writing class this past week and got to explore it in order to find a piece of art that inspires us so we could write an ekphrastic poem (a poem based on a work of art). I don’t know what drew me to this painting. Actually I wasn’t all that drawn to it in the first place. However, it was the first one I remembered when writing my poem,so I guess I somehow was drawn to it the most. I mean I am an environmental science major after all….
In Lieu (Inspired by Tomory Dodge’s Stacks)
Aluminum
towering,
and life in Its shadows
cowering to
an urbana—
industrialized and
f l o w e r i n g
with buildings—
prim rows of them,
but the streets below
littered,
are old carriage roads
that have evolved into
dirty car nations
with traffic jams
that only can ruin the day’s ease.
But it’s not so bad,
when you look up,
above pavement, brick, and scaffolding,
where the sky’s
eye rises.
You can see the black eyed girl
on her balcony
during the morning rush hour.
Wave and she’ll nod,
even though she hates commuters,
but she’d never stay inside and miss the red sky,
and thinks it would be nicer to view it from a boat on the harbor
but she doesn’t sail away,
and still,
she will
lie lack-
lusterly there
as everything slowly grows around her,
so she reaches down to pick a silvery bud,
puts it to nose,
to lips,
but it’s another hollow one,
so she crushes it,
and tosses it over the railing. -
Wildflowers.
My favorite!(via matchbookmag)
