You have to be odd to be number one.

Dr. Seuss

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Have you ever noticed how many groovy porches there are in Athens? Ones full of art, with porch couches, and just a beer bottle or two… Not a lot of beer bottles that show a recent party and little cleanliness. But just one, like to go with a nice conversation, or a captivating book, or just to sit on the porch and drink beer at night. 

So once a week, I’ve decided to post a photo of a cool porch! If you want me to photograph yours, or know of a great porch, let me know!

Also, how are you today? Tell me about your life.

Top Adventure/Self-Meditation Spots in Athens

A while back (sorry), someone asked a question of “What are some great places for adventures and fun and self meditation in Athens?” So here’s my list!

1) Adventure: any tree you are able to climb. You can spy on people, narrate their lives… You can read a book, carve love notes into the tree. You can just sit in the tree and hug it and feel content with where you physically are in life.

2) Lamar Dodd School of Art/ Georgia Museum of Art. In my lit class, my professor said you should take your boyfriend or girlfriend on a date to the museum, for it will tell you EVERYTHING about the person. If they don’t want to go, ditch ‘em. If they like a lame painting for lame reasons, ditch ‘em. It’s really nice to sit back and stare at just one painting for about 10 minutes. AND there’s an Ike n Jane donut stand in the museum. Anything better? Well… Lamar Dodd! Lamar Dodd has awesome exhibitions created by students, but proceed with caution, for you may find yourself wanting to change your major to the art school side.

3) Sandy Creek Park. If you go to Ramsey, you can rent a paddle board, which they will hook up to your car for you. Take it over to Sandy Creek and paddle board on the water. Once you are away from shore, you can just sit and meditate with no distractions. I just took a wonderful Outdoor Rec class for Paddle Board Yoga. Yesyesyes it was stellar.

4) 1000 Faces Coffee. On Barber Street, there is a great coffee roaster (past Jittery Joe’s… erm…) called 1000 Faces. The people there are so lovely and full of sunshine. You can learn new brewing systems, watch the coffee being roasted, and enjoy the best lattes of your LIFE. Also, Friday mornings they do “cuppings” where you can sample a few roasts in a way that really highlights the notes of the coffee. You learn so much there!

5) Athens is known for its great music scene; however, most people pay attention to the 40 Watt and Georgia Theater venues. While those are fantastic, the Caledonia Lounge offers a more intimate setting between you and the performer. I attended my first show alone amidst a handful of other anonymous persons in this dimly lit venue, and I felt so uncomfortable. There was no where to sit and hide in the corners and just watch from a distance. This is actually the main reason I fell in love with the place. It’s like a personal show, and I love it every time now.

This is the entire article Flagpole just posted and I couldn’t agree more. Flagpole, you make me proud once again.

This is the entire article Flagpole just posted and I couldn’t agree more. Flagpole, you make me proud once again.

Fountains:

manmade, man-powered wonders that, for me, lead to emotions

evoked, thrust upwards out of my chest into the world.

Childhood home

With the tire swing in Golden Eagle Park and the town centered around

the fountain that, as a small child, reached to the clouds and only came back on a rainy day.

Unspoken words forbid me from immersing myself in this Babel-esque beauty to the sky

Present home.

Amidst a rushing campus, bodies wandering to unknown even nonexistent destinations.

Another Tower forms to the sky; although age has made it small

for I have grown taller.

But this time, I am summoned forward, urged to submerge in the crisp blue waters.

Seen in my 2nd floor MLC bathroom stall today, and I needed to pass it on.

Summer days, summer nights… It’s unsettling that it’s already July. Boxes stacked precariously against bare walls that once seemed warm and comforting when adorned with photographs and memories. Memories. One day all of this will just be a memory. These summer days at the waterfall, these summer nights playing Apples to Apples. Faces will become skewed and identities will get lost somewhere within the walls of my mind… Though I know time cannot be reasoned with, I still wish…….. Summer days, summer nights… It’s unsettling that it’s already July. Boxes stacked precariously against bare walls that once seemed warm and comforting when adorned with photographs and memories. Memories. One day all of this will just be a memory. These summer days at the waterfall, these summer nights playing Apples to Apples. Faces will become skewed and identities will get lost somewhere within the walls of my mind… Though I know time cannot be reasoned with, I still wish……..

Summer days, summer nights… It’s unsettling that it’s already July. Boxes stacked precariously against bare walls that once seemed warm and comforting when adorned with photographs and memories. Memories. One day all of this will just be a memory. These summer days at the waterfall, these summer nights playing Apples to Apples. Faces will become skewed and identities will get lost somewhere within the walls of my mind… Though I know time cannot be reasoned with, I still wish……..

I sure do love my friends and these summer days. I sure do love my friends and these summer days. I sure do love my friends and these summer days. I sure do love my friends and these summer days. I sure do love my friends and these summer days.

I sure do love my friends and these summer days.

Roaming through rental homes
Empty, yet abiding
Colorful walls chipped from past presence
Still singing for new inhabitants
While whispering the stories of the old
Under our feet as the floorboards sigh
We listen, but we leave…
Still searching, still roaming. Roaming through rental homes
Empty, yet abiding
Colorful walls chipped from past presence
Still singing for new inhabitants
While whispering the stories of the old
Under our feet as the floorboards sigh
We listen, but we leave…
Still searching, still roaming. Roaming through rental homes
Empty, yet abiding
Colorful walls chipped from past presence
Still singing for new inhabitants
While whispering the stories of the old
Under our feet as the floorboards sigh
We listen, but we leave…
Still searching, still roaming.

Roaming through rental homes

Empty, yet abiding

Colorful walls chipped from past presence

Still singing for new inhabitants

While whispering the stories of the old

Under our feet as the floorboards sigh

We listen, but we leave…

Still searching, still roaming.

I Spy. I Spy. I Spy.