Just Come Over and Lie Here With Me

I feel like I’m a terrible Swiftie right nowπŸ˜‚ for being in a John Mayer mood, but whatever. It is what it is. Today, only this guy will do. This song is on repeat.

“Don’t say a word
Just come over and lie here with me
Cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see”

I’m running on caffeine and adrenaline right now. I’ve worked through the weekend and tomorrow is my last 12 hours at my job. I say 12 hours because we have an “event” tomorrow evening. It will be a long day. It is bittersweet to leave. The past 13 years on the job have been such a privilege. I look forward to what comes next. I look forward to living in Virginia again. But leaving something you love is always hard, too. Somehow, John Mayer worked today to keep me on track. πŸ™‚

Te Traje Tacos

Te traje tacos? Music to my ears. Listen, if I could sum up what is going on and has gone on in recent months, I wouldn’t be able to do so in a way that makes sense to anyone. It would probably sound . . . like fiction. Which, I also write so there you go. But there’s been a lot on my plate for awhile. Now is no different.

After all the craziness that has happened, I’m moving 300 miles away. I have no idea where I will live. I’m not packed yet (since I was in California for 8 days). Needless to say, the stress feels a little high at the moment. When I think most about what I need right now, I’m not gonna lie, I need a little, “drive safe, text me when you get home, I can’t wait to see you.” Most important of all would be, “te traje tacos.”

I’m a simple girl. It’s not that hard to make me deliriously happy. πŸ˜‚ This would do it. Haha. Especially right now.

My writing has been shoved to the side – so this may be the last post for awhile, unless I sail through everything by the end of this weekend. Wish me good moving juju? And maybe a dude like this? 🀣

The Woods

“Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God.” – George Washington Carver

I worked Friday evening and Saturday so I’m enjoying a Monday at home. I woke slowly and walked before doing anything – including having a cup of coffee. The weather is beautiful and coastal Carolina is green and lovely again. The woods always have a way of grounding me.

I grew up in Southern California – which is basically desert. By late spring and definitely summer, the world turned brown. Winter and early spring are the green seasons in SoCal – as the infrequent rains are more frequent in the winter. I love that most of the year here is green and lush. I live next to a river. But it’s also next to a highway and a bridge over that river. In the winter, I see the constant movement on the highway, as headlights can be seen through the woods. When I returned from California recently, the trees were full of leaves. I hardly see any headlights from the highway now. By summer, the less I will see the highway that borders the river and lies beyond the woods. The kudzu, that dies back in the winter, will once again cover the trees with even more green. The growth will increase so much in the next few months, that the river can only be seen from my second story.

Although I love the salt air and the constancy of the ocean. There’s something restorative about the woods. I’m looking forward to spending time amongst the redwood forests, soon.

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms…”

β€” Henry David Thoreau

But, God, I’m praying

“but, God, I’m praying…”

“With no secrets
No obsession
This time I’m speeding with no direction
Without a reason
What is this fire?
Burning slowly
My one and only
Desire
Desire
Desire
Desire

You know me
You don’t mind waiting
You just can’t show me, but God I’m praying
That you’ll find me, and that you’ll see me
That you run and never tire
Desire”
– DRA

My second greatest musical love (David Ryan Adams) is on tour currently. I hope I can see him when he passes through North Carolina in May. But if not, I’ll continue to enjoy every live recording of him singing and playing (that I’ve found over the years).

Like this gem…

California & a Road Trip

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Photo by Deetjen’s Big Sur Inn || Castro Creek

After what felt like way too long, I finally have a date for my father’s funeral. Closure is needed and it’s really a crappy feeling to have a memorial or funeral so up in the air. I’m grateful to have that settled.

The day after his funeral, I’m leaving Southern California behind for the central or northern coast of California. I haven’t decided where. There is 400 miles of coastline to work with. πŸ™‚ I don’t have tons of time – 4 days & 3 nights. I want to pick well. There are a few reasons this trip is so important to me.

– I want a few days of rest. I need it.

– The novel I’ve worked on the last few years is partially set along the central/northern coast, I could also use a boost of creative energy to get through (what I hope) is the final round of edits on the novel. I’d hoped I’d feel up to it when I got home. I might feel like it in the next couple of weeks, but if I don’t, I hope the trip will help.

Napa Valley, vineyard, Napa, wine, elaina avalos

– Maybe most important of all is that this is the trip, though shorter than I would have planned, is part of a promise I made to my brother – for a trip for our April 2023 birthdays. If you’re a first-time reader, my brother passed away 11 months ago. I honestly didn’t think it would work out to go on a trip, for him – in April. But God knew it would work out.

I’m honestly very unsure right at the moment where I’ll head to. But I’ll make up my mind this weekend (I hope). It’s nearly impossible to pick. πŸ™‚ I have to keep telling myself I have a lifetime to take more trips. Hopefully next time it will involve some camping. By the way, if I could pick the perfect place to live, it would involve the ocean & the mountains – pine forests (Redwoods? I mean…😍) and sea salt air. I mean, how much better can it get? I can’t wait to enjoy a little bit of that for a few days.

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Muir Woods || Photo by Airam Dato
mcway falls, big sur, julia pfeiffer burns state park, elaina avalos
McWay Falls – Big Sur || Photo by Veronika Bykovich
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Avenue of the Giants – Humboldt || Photo by Tim Oldenkamp on Unsplash
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Avenue of the Giants || Photo by Venti Views on Unsplash